Ok so John6Lisa put this idea in my head and gave me a lil shove to write it. Since lately I've been working around cranes, I was especially drawn to her ideas. Thank you to John6Lisa for giving me this idea and helping me write this. Hope you guys Enjoy! Looking forward to ur comments!
"Come on guys. Last lift and then we can call it a day." Myka called out to the men on the job site.
Myka Bering was at the construction site for the new wing of the Humanities building at the University of Florida. She was flown in from Colorado about a month prior to head the construction of the latest addition to the university's facilities. She was recognised as an A-Class Civil Engineer and well respected in the engineering world for her meticulous attention to detail. She stood now, decked in working coveralls, steel-tip boots and a hard hat, ready to complete the final lift of the day. Myka believed that in order to truly lead in her field, she needed to understand and be able to operate every piece of machinery that entered her job site. Today she was going to be operating one of the more sophisticated machines on the site; a Grove GMK 6350 all terrain crane. She surveyed her area before getting into the cab and positioning the crane for the lift. As she was about to extend the telescopic boom, she heard the screech of tyres and saw a black Range Rover swerving off the road and onto her job site. She shook her head and sighed audibly. The guys had already cleared the area for her to work so there was no one nearby to get the stray vehicle off the restricted area. She considered radioing one of her men to handle the situation but decided against it, opting to take care of it herself.
It was against safety regulations for an operator to exit the crane during active time but in this case she made the exception as having an unauthorized vehicle in the middle of jobsite was more dangerous. As she alighted the crane cab, she noticed a very attractive woman wearing a body-hugging black dress cut right above the knees. She was wearing stiletto heels and her long straight hair was whipping in the wind. The woman was speaking animatedly into her cellphone and gesturing wildly with her arms; she seemed to be arguing with the person on the other end.
Myka paused and cocked her head to the side as she took in the woman's cultured accent. She sounded very upper-class British. The woman seemed oblivious to her presence so she turned her attention to the vehicle. Immediately she recognised the source of the problem; the right side front tyre was flat to the ground. Myka sighed as she approached the vehicle. The trunk of the vehicle was already popped open and she could see the portable hydraulic jack and spare tyre there. She looked back to the woman hoping to catch her attention this time but the woman seemed engrossed in her conversation, still berating the person on the other end. Myka sighed once more and began removing the jack and tyre from the trunk. She carried the items to the front of the SUV and began jacking up the car. She was fitting on the spare tyre when a shadow came over her.
"Oh dear! I'm terribly sorry! bloody rental company gave me a car with a faulty tyre. I called in for their roadside assistance but bloody morons said they couldn't send someone for another half hour! Can you believe that?."
"It's quite alright ma'am. You're all set to go." Myka replied.
"You shouldn't have had to do that. They really should assess every vehicle before renting them out to unsuspecting clients."
"It's really not a problem. You were kinda blocking up my job site so helping you was indirectly helping myself." Myka responded, screwing on back the wheel nuts.
"You're such a darling. Thank you so much. These bloody rentals, you never know what you're getting. Please accept my apologies for disrupting your work." The woman apologized.
"Like I said, no worries." Myka insisted, standing up and turning to face her.
Myka felt as though time had stopped. She stood there, rooted to her spot, staring at the woman. Dark brown eyes captured hers. The woman's angelic ivory skin looked flawless and her lips bore a hint of a smile on it.
Helena was dumbstruck, to say the least. Standing before her in a half unzipped coverall, decked in construction gear, was the most striking woman she had ever seen. Those piercing green eyes seemed to see straight past hers and into her soul. Helena couldn't help but follow a bead of sweat as it trailed down the woman's neck and disappeared in the valley between her breasts, hidden from view by a black tank top.
"Dios mio," Helena whispered before addressing the vision before her, "Please, you must allow me to repay you."
Myka cleared her throat, trying to find words in the presence of such beauty. "Please, no. It was nothing." She replied, dipping her head and trying to focus on something other that this ravishing woman infront her.
"At least allow me the pleasure of buying you dinner?" Helena pursued.
At this, Myka looked up again, her green eyes being captured by chocolate brown. She couldn't help the gentle blush rising in her cheeks. She shook her head in affirmation before whispering, "I'd like that."
"Aces! How is tonight at 8?"
"That's perfect." Myka replied shyly, still unable to control the dumb grin that was washing over her face.
The woman extended her arm, "I'm Helena, by the way, Helena Wells."
Myka looked at the elegant, neatly manicured hand. Knowing that her own hands were dirty from hours of work plus changing the tyre. She opted to tip the brim of her hat to the woman instead.
"Myka. Myka Bering. The pleasure is all mine."
An awkward silence settled between them, neither finding the words they needed to continue the conversation further, each instead drinking in the beauty of the other. Helena finally shook off the spell and walked to car to grab her purse. She pulled out a neat little notepad and a pen and quickly scribbled something on it.
"This is where I'm staying. The restaurant there has the most elaborate Japanese menu I've seen at a hotel in a long time." Helena explained, passing the note to Myka. "I hope you like sushi," she added, with a seductive smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. Before Myka could respond, Helena had already hopped in the driver's seat and reared the engine. Myka couldn't help the broad grin spreading across her face.
Thats all for now! Lemme know if u want more ;)