A/N: My best friend begged me to write this. So I wrote it and she collaborated with me. Please read and enjoy!
Sara Reed stood in front of her car on the side of County Road 44 watching as steam billowed from under the hood of her 2008 Chevy Tahoe. She groaned looking at her watch. "We are never going to make it to the Wine Country on time! We are going to be late for our spa appointments. And we are going to be late for your wedding rehearsal. We should have just flown..." Sara rested her hands on her hips looking at her best friend wondering how Lola could be so calm in this situation.
Lola Ellis laughed at Sara's expression. "Why are you so freaked out? It is my wedding rehearsal. And if we miss it then we miss it. Besides the wedding rehearsal isn't until tomorrow. We have plenty of time to find someone to fix, Bernie here and get back on the road." said Lola petting the dashboard of the car. "You have to admit this cross country trip has been amazing!" Lola was sitting on the passenger side of the car with her legs dangling out of the car. She hopped down and walked over to her friend. "Listen we'll call Triple A and get a tow out of here. I've already called Jared and let him know that we are having car trouble and that he should meet us at the nearest town. He is on his way up here."
Sara laughed a little pushing her sunglasses on top of her head. "Did you seriously name my car Bernie?" Sara relaxed a little realizing that everything was going to work out. And, in the grand scheme of things, their trip had been a success. "I am your maid of honor, and it is my job to make sure that I actually get you to the wedding in one piece. And on time...and that is exactly what I am going to do."
"Your car feels like a Bernie to me. Would you prefer I call it Dick? As in the car is sort of a dick for conking out on us in the middle of nowhere." said Lola laughing. She put her sunglasses on. "The sun is really bright out here..."
Sara walked over to the car and opened the driver's side door. She leaned into the car searching between the seats for her cell phone. She groaned wondering how she always managed to lose her cell phone in the same way.
Lola laughed and walked over to the car climbing into the backseat. "I will look for you phone back here. Maybe it fell again. Or we could just call it!"
"I turned it off." said Sara shaking her head at that particular logic.
Juice had just taken a wreck over to the junkyard and was heading back to the Teller-Morrow shop when he saw a car broken down on the side of the road and a shapely ass sticking out the door. He probably would have stopped anyway seeing a car in distress, but a hot chick always sweetened the pot. Juice slowed to a stop and pulled over onto the shoulder of the road. He hopped out of the truck and walked over to the Chevy Tahoe. "Uh excuse me...do you need a tow?" asked Juice admiring Sara from behind.
Sara stepped back onto the ground. "You are a life saver! Yes, we need to get towed to the nearest mechanic. Do you know where that would be?" asked Sara pulling her long blond hair up into a ponytail. "I think there is something wrong with the water pump."
Juice smirked. "You are in luck. I am a mechanic. I can tow you back to the shop and take a look at your car. A water pump would be simple enough to replace."
"Oh wow, this is great. We might just make it there on time after all." said Sara enthusiastically.
"We?" asked Juice looking around.
"Oh me and my friend." said Sara. She looked back at the car and said "Lola! Forget the phone we will find it later."
Lola poked her head out of the car and laughed. "Oh...I stopped looking for the cell phone and started reading Cosmo..." said Lola sheepishly holding up the latest issue.
Sara rolled her eyes. "Really?"
"I'm sorry! I got distracted..." said Lola climbing out of the car. "Oops! Found it!" said Lola grabbing Sara's cell phone from its hiding place beneath her best friend's purse. under her purse. Lola picked up her bag and closed the back door.
Juice said "I can give the two of you a lift into town." He started working on hooking Sara's car up to the tow truck.
"He's sort of hot..." said Lola looking at Juice as he worked. "You should get his number..." said Lola with devilish smirk.
"Are you kidding me?" huffed Sara quirking an eyebrow at Lola.
"What? He is hot...and you have been single for way too long."
"Hush! He will hear you." said Sara cutting her eyes at Lola to silence her. Sara watched Juice moving around the vehicle as he hooked it to the tow truck. She did have to admit that he was hot. And her dating life had been nonexistent for the last two years.
Juice wiped away his sweat and said "Okay, I can give you girls a ride into town." He opened the door to the truck. "Don't mind the junk. I am not the only one that uses this truck."
Sara smiled and said, "We don't mind. We're just grateful that you spotted us out here."
Juice smirked a little. "Always glad to help a lady. I'm Juice by the way." Juice walked around to his side of the truck.
"I'm Sara...it's nice to meet you, Juice." said Sara with a smile.
Lola smirked, nudged Sara with her elbow, and whispered. "I think you should sit next to him."
Sara said "Stop it," and climbed into the truck scooting to the middle of the bench seat.
Lola climbed in next to Sara and closed the door. She smiled at her friend. "See...snug as a bug in a rug."
Juice climbed into the truck and closed his door. "So where are the two of you from? Those accents sound Southern..."
"Oh, we're from Louisiana. We're here for a wedding down in Napa Valley." said Sara.
"Oh...who is getting married?" asked Juice, hoping that it wasn't her.
Lola piped up. "I am getting married. My friend Sara here is my maid of honor. She's very single and happens to be in the process of moving to the area."
Sara reached over and pinched Lola's arm.
Juice had to smile at Lola trying to set him up with her friend."Well, congratulations. My name is Juice. What's your name by the way...?" asked Juice realizing that he hadn't introduced himself to her earlier.
"My name is Lola. So your name is Juice? I am so sure that is not what your mother named you. What's your real name?" asked Lola curiously.
Juice chuckled. "My real name is Juan Carlos. But everyone calls me Juice..." Juice focused on the road, trying to ignore the fact that Sara's thigh was pressed up against his. He asked, "So you are moving to this area, Sara?"
"Oh...yeah. I am taking a teaching position at a local community college. I teach Art..." said Sara. She hated feeling like a giggly girl, but there was something about Juice that made her feel that way.
"Art?" asked Juice. "Like bowls of fruit...?"
Sara smiled and said, "Sure...something like that. I paint, draw, I even do some sculpture work. Art is sort of my passion. It's nice that I found a career where they pay me to do what I love and to teach others how to do the same thing..."
"I get that. I've always liked working with my hands...one of the reasons I became a mechanic. So you are moving here all the way from Louisiana?" asked Juice.
"No...well...yes...sort of." said Sara laughing.
Juice chuckled and asked "What are you in the witness protection program or something?"
Sara laughed. "No, I am originally from Louisiana but I spent the last two years of my life studying Art in Italy. It was an amazing two years. Now I am back here in the States."
Juice said "Wow...world traveler..." He pulled into Charming and drove toward the Teller-Morrow shop.
Lola had been watching the scenery roll by and leaned over and whispered to Sara, "Are there any black people here?"
Sara bit her lip trying not to laugh. She shrugged her shoulders. "We won't be here long..."
Lola chuckled and whispered "You know I hate being the only black person. I always feel like it is going to be like Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Everyone is going to turn and point. Ask Juice...about the black people..."
Sara started laughing not being able to hold it in any longer. She shook her head. "I am not asking him that. Why do I hang out with you?"
Lola smirked and whispered "Because I am like your sister from another Mister." "Excuse me...Juice...are there any black people in this town. Or am I going to be like a unicorn sticking out here...?"
Sara's cheeks turned bright red, and she laughed. The she said "I am so sorry about her...uh...she says things without tact...or thinking first. So please don't be offended by my friend."
"What? I just want know what sort of town we are rolling into." said Lola.
Juice chuckled listening to their exchange. He smiled at Lola. "There are quite a few black people here in Charming. Besides you'll get a lot of Puerto Rican love from me...you'll be safe."
Lola smiled and said "Well, thank you." She looked at Sara. "See...that wasn't so hard. Was it?'
Juice chuckled as he pulled onto the lot and parked.
Sara and Lola climbed out of the truck taking in their surroundings. The row of motorcycles parked out front didn't go unnoticed. Sara noticed a couple of guys walking around with their cuts on, and she realized that this place was run by a biker club or gang.
Juice said "We aren't really busy today, so you two can wait around while we get a look at the car. Then I will be able to tell you how long it might take to fix it. I got a look at it briefly while I was hooking the car up. I think you are right about it being a water pump problem."
Sara smiled. "Thanks, Juice." Sara and Lola had a seat together. "We might still make our spa appointment..."
"Even if we don't make it to the spa appointment, this little detour has been so much more fun. You and Juice seemed like you were really hitting it off in the truck." Lola took out her cell phone, texting her fiancé. "Jared is like two hours away from here."
"We were just making polite conversation. We were sitting too close to one another to sit there in complete silence. I mean, my thigh was lodged against his thigh the entire ride." said Sara.
"If you say so, Sara Jane..." said Lola laughing.
Tig walked over to Juice. "Where did you find the chicks?" asked Tig cleaning the oil off of his hand with a rag.
Juice said "Their Tahoe broke down out on Route 44. I towed them back in and said we'd take a look at it. Seems like it might just be a busted water pump. I'm about to take a look at it now."
Tig smirked. "I am going to go introduce myself. I wouldn't mind a little vanilla and chocolate for lunch..." He tossed the rag aside and made his way over to the two ladies. "Hi...I'm Tig."
"Hi...I'm Sara, and this is my friend Lola..." said Sara.
"Sara and Lola...mmm...I like those names..." said Tig. Tig opened his mouth to proposition them when he looked up and saw Gemma.
Gemma stepped out of her office and yelled. "Tigger! Stay away from the paying customers..." She folded her arms across her chest and waited until Tig slinked away from the girls.
"He's hot in a...he might kill you in your sleep kind of way..." said Lola with a smile. "Am I right?" asked Lola. She frowned when she didn't get a response. She looked over at her friend and realized that she was watching Juice. Lola chuckled quietly and zipped her lips.
About 40 minutes later Juice walked over to Sara and Lola. "Okay...I have good and bad news...the good news is the car can be easily fixed. It is a broken water pump and it just needs to be replaced. The bad news is...we don't have that part here, and our supplier can't get the part to us until tomorrow morning. But I can promise you that you car will be the first one to get fixed in the morning...I know that isn't much of a consolation right now."
Sara said "Oh...Well, at least it can be fixed. Are there any hotels here in town? Looks like we will be staying the night here in Charming."
"There is a place not far from here. I can give you two a ride over there...I mean, if you want...me to. I feel bad that we can't fix your car today." said Juice.
"That would be great, Juice. We just need to grab our bags from the car." said Sara.
Juice smiled at her. "Sure, I will take you over there." Juice offered, leading the way to Tahoe.
Sara grabbed the bags from the back and smiled. "Thanks, Juice."
Juice escorted Sara and Lola over to the truck and then dropped them off at the local motel so that they could get settled in.
Juice knocked on Sara's hotel room door, having gotten the room number from the clerk.
Sara opened the door and looked a little shocked to see Juice. "Oh...Hi. Is there something wrong with the car?" she asked.
Juice nervously rubbed a hand across the back of his neck and shook his head. "No...I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go out for a drink...you can say no. I'll still fix the Tahoe first thing in the morning," joked Juice with a nervous smile.
Sara thought about it for a moment and then nodded. "I'd like that. I don't have anything else to do tonight. Just give me a minute to change, and I'll meet you downstairs?"
"Cool...I'll be downstairs." said Juice. He turned and walked away from the door letting out a breath he didn't even know he had been holding.
Sara closed the door and laughed a little. She quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a tank top. She brushed her long blond hair to one side and grabbed her purse. She paused a minute to text Lola. She didn't think leaving out with a strange man without telling someone was a good idea. Afterward she grabbed her room key and left to meet Juice downstairs. She smiled seeing him perched on his motorcycle waiting on her.
"I hope you don't mind. This is my normal mode of transportation." said Juice offering his helmet to her.
"I figured that it would be." said Sara. "Thanks." She put on the helmet and then climbed onto the back of his bike. Sara felt a little awkward putting her arms around a man she didn't know, but there weren't any other options so she wrapped her arms around Juice.
"Hold on tight..." said Juice. He started the motorcycle and took off heading toward a bar that he liked.
When they arrived at the bar, Sara climbed off the motorcycle, took off Juice's helmet, and handed it to him. She had never felt so exhilarated in her life.
Juice climbed off his bike and looked at her. "I hope I didn't drive too fast." He said, draping an arm around her shoulders and walking into the bar.
Sara smiled at him. "No, not at all. I enjoyed it."
The bar was pretty packed for a Thursday night. Juice walked with Sara over to the bar and had a seat. "What do you want to drink?" he asked, getting the bartender's attention.
"I wouldn't mind a shot of tequila." said Sara having a seat on a bar stool next to Juice. She had to admit she liked the atmosphere of the bar. It was loud and rowdy with good music.
The bartender walked over. "What can I get you?"
"Two beers, a couple of shot glasses, and a bottle of tequila." said Juice taking money out of his wallet and handing it to the bartender. "So where is our friend Lola?" he asked, turning his attention back to Sara. He was hoping that this place wasn't too rowdy for her, but he figured it was better than taking her back to the club. There was no telling what kind of debauchery was happening over there.
The bartender opened two bottles of beer and set them in front of Juice and Sara.
"She is back at the hotel with her fiancé', Jared." said Sara. She took a swig from her bottle of beer and smiled listening to Bob Seger playing on the jukebox, her favorite. "So...I told you about me this afternoon, but you didn't say very much about yourself. Where are you from?" asked Sara taking another swig of beer.
Juice smiled. He wasn't used to anyone really being interested in what he had to say. And most of the hanger-on chicks wanted to blow you...not get to know you. "I am originally from Queens, but I've lived here a long time now. Charming is my home. You already know that I am a mechanic...and that I have a motorcycle. I spend a lot of my time working on that. Uh..." He chuckled not really being able to think of anything else to say about himself. He was glad when the bartender set the bottle of tequila in front of him. Juice poured a shot and downed it easily.
Sara laughed at his reaction and said "Sorry...I didn't mean to put you on the spot like that."
Juice poured another shot for himself and one for Sara. "No...you didn't put me on the spot. I don't do a lot. I work on my bike and I like a lot of tech stuff building websites and stuff like that. I mostly just hang out with my friends. My life isn't as interesting as yours."
"Somehow I doubt that..." said Sara running her fingers over the worn leather of his cut. She laughed softly. "I think you have a very interesting life, Juice." She picked up her shot of tequila and tipped it in his direction before drinking it.
Juice smiled at her and said "Oh...you noticed...?" He poured another round of shots for both of them.
"Kind of hard not to...I noticed when you were looking at my car today at the garage. Motorcycles...guys walking around in leather vests with patches on them..." Sara accepted the second shot drinking it.
"And you agreed to come out with me anyway?" asked Juice laughing. "Are you a good girl who likes a bad boy?" asked Juice with a smirk.
"Now...who said I was a good girl?" asked Sara. She saw a pool table open up. "Do you play pool?" asked Sara.
Juice asked "You play pool?"
"I love it..." said Sara with a smirk.
"Well, let's play. Been awhile since I've played a good game of pool." said Juice stand up taking their bottle of tequila with him over to the pool table.
Sara leaned over the table racking up the balls. "Stripes or solids?" asked Sara grabbing a pool cue from the wall behind them.
"Solids. You can break." Juice watched Sara walking around the table and he smirked. He waited until she set up her shot and then walked up behind her and leaned in so that he could whisper in her ear. "I have my own table at my place, maybe we could go back there later..." He moved back so that she could take her shot.
Sara tossed a look over her shoulder at him and smiled. She couldn't tell if he was serious or just trying to unnerve her. Sara took her shot getting several of her balls in good position. She stood up and walked over to Juice. "I just might..." said Sara with a smirk and moved out of his way.
Juice chuckled at her brazen attitude. He had to admit that it was hot. He smirked and said "I liked the view better when you were bent over the table." He winked at her, walked over to the table and lined up his shot.
Sara walked behind him, watching him closely. She blew on his ear and then giggled. "So what exactly do you want to do at your place...?"
The question threw Juice and made him hit the cue ball so hard that it slid into one of the pockets.
Sara bit her bottom lip trying not to laugh at him. "Oh...looks like it is my turn..." Sara walked around and reached into the table grabbing the cue ball out of the pocket. She set it on the table, lining up the shot that she wanted to take.
"That was evil!" declared Juice, eying her like a lion eying a gazelle.
"You liked it a little bit..." said Sara with a grin. She took her shot, knocking down three striped balls. She moved around the table knocking down two more.
Juice shook his head. "You are killing me in this game..."
They played a total of 6 games and were split just about down the middle in game 7. Sara was lining up her shot when a guy slammed into her by accident, knocking her flat against the pool table.
"Hey! Watch what the fuck you are doing!" yelled Juice, walking over to check on Sara.
"Fuck you!" said the guy. The man easily towered over Juice. "The bitch was in my way," sneered the man.
"Get the fuck out of here," Juice said threateningly, as he gripped the pool cue like he was going to bash the guy's head in.
The man laughed and headed to the other side of the bar.
Juice walked over to Sara and asked, "Are you okay?"
Sara nodded and said, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just got the wind knocked out of me a little...maybe we should call it a night Juice...it is getting sort of late..."
Juice nodded and said "Yeah, sure...why don't you head out? I am going to go hit the head before we leave."
Sara laughed and said "Okay..." She walked out of the bar and stood outside enjoying the fresh night air.
Juice had the tequila bottle gripped in his hand. He walked over to the guy and broke the bottle of tequila over his head.
The guy turned around, his bald head bleeding from the glass.
Sara stood outside for five minutes wondering what was taking Juice so long. That was until she started to see people walking out of the bar talking about a fight. She was about to head back inside when Juice walked out.
His lip was split open, and his knuckles looked like they took a pounding. He said, "Let's go." He handed her his helmet and climbed onto his bike starting it up.
Sara quickly climbed onto the back of his bike and put on the helmet. She held onto him tightly as he took off leaving the bar's parking lot. When they finally came to a stop, Sara didn't recognize where their location. "Where are we?" asked Sara, looking around as she climbed off of his bike. She took off his helmet, shaking her hair out.
"My place." said Juice. Climbing off of his bike. He smiled at her. "I am not a perv or anything. I was just thinking we could play another game of pool...this time without interruptions...but if you don't want to...I can just take you back to the hotel."
Sara considered it a moment. She never did things like this. Going into strange a man's house at night. But there was something about Juice that made her feel safe. She nodded and smiled "Okay...but just a couple of games..."
Juice chuckled. "Okay..." He walked with her up to his front door of his ranch style house and unlocked the door. "Home sweet home..." said Juice. His house was fairly well put together for a bachelor. It was decorated in neutral tones.
Sara looked around with a smile. "Nice house..." She spotted a picture of a reaper hanging over the couch. "So where is your pool table?" asked Sara.
Juice led her to his dining room. The pool table took up the majority of the room. "I don't have use for a dining room, so now it is my pool room. You want something to drink?" asked Juice.
"What do you have?" asked Sara, walking over to the bar he had set up in the room. She whistled at the selection. "Wow..." said Sara laughing.
Juice chuckled and said "Help yourself to whatever you want." Juice started racking up the balls. He paused and chuckled. "I should be letting you do this..."
Sara poured herself a glass of Whiskey and paused hearing him. She looked back and asked "Why? Because I am a woman?" She smirked at him.
"No...because I like watching you bend over the table..." said Juice as he finished racking up the balls.
"I thought you said you weren't a pervert?' asked Sara teasingly.
Juice laughed and walked over behind her. "Okay. Maybe I lied. You do have a very nice ass. That was the first thing I saw this afternoon when I was pulling up to your car. Your ass wiggling out the side of the car. What were you doing anyway?"
Sara blushed bright red, not realizing how that had looked earlier. "I was looking for my cell phone so that I could call for a tow. And here I thought you stopped because you saw a lady in distress..."
He smiled at her and said "I would have stopped either way...I'm glad I took Route 44 back to town...I wouldn't have wanted to miss out on meeting you..." He walked back over to the pool table. "You can go first..."
"Thanks." Sara drank a little of the whiskey, picked up a pool cue, and start playing.
Juice and Sara played a couple of games before they ended up relaxing on his couch. "You are a good player...I didn't expect that. How'd you get so good?" asked Juice.
"When I was in college I used to hit the pool halls every weekend. You meet a lot of interesting people at pool halls...including bikers. I got good just working the tables every weekend. Besides, I was a pretty girl, and they loved buying me drinks..." said Sara, laughing softly.
"I can see why. I wanted to buy you a drink when I met you." said Juice.
"Sure, that's what you wanted to do when you met me..." said Sara with a smirk.
Juice looked sheepish. "Well, I wanted to buy you a drink and have sex with you. But I'm only a man...can you blame me?'
"No...no I can't..." said Sara.
"So your friend said that you were moving to the area?" asked Juice curiously. If that was true he wondered if she'd want to see him again.
Sara nodded. "I am moving to Stockton. I was there looking for a house to buy."
"Oh, that isn't that far. So you guys came out here to house hunt and go to the wedding?" asked Juice.
"Well, partly for those reasons. Lola and I always said that we'd take a cross-country road trip. But we never had time, so leading up to her wedding we decided to take a two week cross-country trip ending in California. I needed to look for houses and who better to do that with than my best friend? I found a couple of good places and put in an offer on one that I really liked."
"A cross-country trip? Wow...you two are like the Banger Sisters, huh...?" Juice paused and laughed. "I am embarrassed that I know that that movie even is. So you are buying a house? Not renting. That means you are planning to stick around?" asked Juice.
Sara laughed at the Banger Sisters reference. "Yeah, we are something like that. And I think it is cute that you know that movie. Shows depth. I am going to make California my new home. Why?"
"I was thinking that maybe you'd like to go on a date once you are settled." said Juice.
"I'd like that a lot, Juice..." said Sara, surprised that he would want to see her again. She had to smile to herself because she really did like him.
"Cool..."said Juice, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "It is getting late. Do you want me to take you back? Or...we could watch a movie or something...?" offered Juice hoping she'd stay awhile longer.
Sara said "Sure...I could go for a movie..." Logically she knew that it was time to go, but she didn't want to.
Juice said "Okay...any preference on what we watch?"
Sara shook her head and said "Anything would be fine..."
Juice nodded and said "Okay." He turned on the TV and hit play on the DVD player. There was always a disk in the player. He just hoped it wasn't porn. He was relieved when he realized it was The Departed. "This movie is sort of graphic, but good."
"I love this movie..." said Sara laughing. She curled her legs under her on the couch after kicking off her shoes. "Oh...I hope you don't mind..." said Sara.
"No...I don't mind...make yourself at home." said Juice. He tried to nonchalantly drape his arm over her shoulders.
Sara smirked a little and reached up, pulling his hand slightly so that his arm was wrapped around her more. She glanced at his knuckles and said "Looks like that hurts a lot…"
"Not a lot…only a little…"said Juice.
"Must have had an interesting time in the bathroom to bust up your knuckles like that." said Sara with a smirk.
Juice laughed hard and said "Okay so maybe I didn't go to the bathroom when I sent you outside…"
"I knew what you were up to when you sent me outside. He disrespected you. You had to take care of that. Besides, I thought was hot…" said Sara with a wink.
Juice chuckled quietly but didn't say anything. She had balls that was for damn sure. Half way through the movie Juice glanced down at Sara and realized that she had fallen asleep. He grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch, pulled it over the both of them and relaxed watching the rest of the movie. He found himself feeling pretty sleepy too. He ended up falling asleep with Sara on the couch.
A couple of hours later the alarm on Juice's cell phone started to go off. He groaned slightly reaching in his pocket to silence the alarm. He smiled seeing Sara's head still resting on his shoulder.
The alarm and Juice moving woke Sara out of a light sleep. She yawned tiredly and looked at the sun coming in between the blinds. "Crap...what time is it?" asked Sara, seriously embarrassed that she had fallen asleep on his couch.
Juice said "It is 7:00...I've got to get ready to go into work...so that I can fix your car..."
"I can't believe that I fell asleep here last night. Why didn't you wake me up?" asked Sara laughing at herself.
"You looked too cute to wake up. I hope you aren't angry with me...I mean nothing happened" said Juice realizing that she might have taken this the wrong way.
"Well, of course nothing happened...I am still fully clothed. I just...I never do things like this...I don't want you to think that I am that kind of girl..." said Sara.
"I think you are beautiful and funny. That is the kind of girl I think you are..." said Juice. "Which is why I didn't make a move on you last night. I know a good girl when I see one...I don't want to mess things up because I'd really like to see you again...I am going to get a quick shower and then I'll drop you off at your hotel." Juice couldn't stop himself. He leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. Juice stood up and stretched tiredly. He walked back to his bedroom to grab a shower.
Sara waited til he was out of earshot and squealed like a schoolgirl about the kiss.
Juice wasn't in the shower yet so he heard her. He chuckled quietly and hopped into the shower. Twenty minutes later he was dressed and ready to go, and the two of them headed out to his bike. He handed her his helmet and once she was holding onto him, they took off for the hotel she was staying at. He pulled up in the parking lot in no time and then walked with her up to her room. "I'll see you once I finish fixing your car..." said Juice with a smile.
"Okay...I'll see you then..." said Sara. "I had fun last night, Juice..."
"I had fun too." said Juice. He leaned in and kissed her. "See you around bright eyes..." He walked off.
Sara let herself into her room and leaned against the door after she closed it. She was startled by someone knocking on the door. She jumped back and then laughed at herself. She opened the door and chuckled seeing Lola standing there.
"You skank!" said Lola laughing. "I came over here at 3:00 in the morning because I was bored. I was so sure that you'd be back by then...but no. You weren't...and you are just getting home...skank! Tell me everything? Was it Juice or the one that tried to chat us up at the garage?" Lola walked over to Sara's bed and flopped on it.
"Why weren't you in bed with your fiancé at 3 in the morning...?" asked Sara.
"We had a fight and he left out last night...didn't come back. I figure he just got another room in the hotel because he was pissed at me." said Lola. "Enough about me we are talking about you..."
"Nothing happened...we went to a bar and played some pool. Then we went back to his place and played some more pool. Then we watched a movie. I fell asleep and...he didn't want to wake me. I stayed clothed the entire time..." said Sara.
Lola chuckled and said "Okay so worse...you aren't a skank...you are a non-starter!"
"Well, he already asked me out on a date whenever I get settled in Stockton. How is that for non-starter?" asked Sara with her hands on her hips.
"Okay...I stand corrected! So I guess this means no slutty wedding sex for you..." said Lola. "Sara and a badass biker...who would have thought it. Think he wants to be your date to the wedding?" asked Lola.
"Uh, no...and I have date. Your fiancé's manwhore brother..." said Sara.
"Rusty is a loser! I only set you up with him for the wedding because he is Jared's best man. You should ask biker dude to be your date. He's hot, and he didn't try to screw you the first night he met you. Major kudos..." said Lola.
"He might think that is weird. You don't ask some guy you just met to accompany you to a wedding. Guys start thinking all sorts of stuff and it'll scare him off." said Sara with a smile. "I need a shower. I smell like booze and cigarettes."