attractive in them was confidence. The more confident they were the more attracted he was to them.
“Did you really just say that?” Surprise fills my voice. I feel like I’m missing something.
“Yea I did. I find my taste run a little smaller these days.”
“Oh…”
I don’t ask anything else. I really don’t want to hear about his current lover. It would be like a stake through my heart. I turn away from him and focus on Mike who is now talking to a customer at their car. It’s not long before he is moving an orange safety cone out of the way and directing the owner into the bay. Once he has them parked he runs them through a standard pre inspection before beginning an oil change something I am very familiar with after the time I’ve spent here. I spent the better part of a year hanging out at Busted Nuts just to have more time with Tate.
I continue hanging in the shop with the guys like old times watching them work on cars and listen to them give each other shit over the smallest things. I love how these guys work so well together. They have a bond and no one could deny that they got the job done timely and efficiently.
The guy in the car gets out and makes his way to a bench inside the shop and sits down. I glance over at him only briefly before turning my attention back to the guys working. I won’t deny my eyes travel to Tate time and time again. I love watching as his body stretches out over the car. I remember all too well what his body felt like stretching out over mine. His hands nimbly working under the hood remind me of his hands running across my body. His lips move as he talks and thoughts of his mouth all over my body overcome me. Suddenly I’m a little overheated.
I make my way to the bathroom and lock myself in. My back is pressed against the metal door. My breathing is rapid. I’m torturing myself with the memories of what Tate and I had. I need to get out of here I can’t watch him anymore. It’s killing me to be in the same room with him. I wash my hands and walk out of the bathroom. Jake is the closest to me when I come out of the bathroom.
“I’m walking to the store. I’ll be back.”
“You okay?”
His knowing eyes assess me. I just shake my head as I walk over to my car grab my purse out of the back seat and head off to the store. Luckily there is a small shopping center a few hundred feet down the street and it has a dollar store that I can get lost in for a while. If I’m lucky I’ll be able to find some things for my classroom as well. I just needed space. I once again want to kill Noah for setting me up in this position.
Forty-five minutes later I’m walking back to the shop. My hands loaded down with a few bags. I lucked out that this dollar store had a whole teachers section, and I found all kinds of monkey and jungle themed items I could use this year. I was excited. Working with young children enabled me to stay young at heart myself. I was use to children. I knew what to do with them.
Men like Tate, hot and sexy and crazy possessive where not something I understood all the time. I often joked Tate was a man child when we were together. There were days as a couple I wanted to fuck his brains out and other days I just wanted to kick the ever living shit out of him. Sadly he would have enjoyed either one.
As I walk back into the shop none of the guys are around and my car and one other are abandoned in their bays. I walk to my car placing my purse and bags back in the seat. I walk toward the back bay door the guys are out back on break smoking. Sure enough they have the tailgate down on Mike’s truck. Tate and Mike sit on the back while Jake and Pete stand nearby. This motley crew became my friends, and I had to give them up when I broke up with Tate. I realize in this moment I missed them.
Sure I saw Jake occasionally with Haley but it just wasn’t the same as these four guys together as a group. I had no choice though. They were Tate’s friends and