I'm really sorry guys that I haven't been updating. Getting ready for the upcoming school year has been a pain in the neck, and has been eating up all my time. Anyway, I just want to wish everyone a happy summer before we have to get back to school or jobs or whatever occupies us for half a year!

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Chapter 11

"GAH! HEY! QUIT!" Cassie screeched desperately trying to remove the endless trail of soap suds that were being tossed towards her body. She was charging towards Han, but tripped over a mop and fell face down into a bucket of soapy water. Han's hard laughter echoed through the garage.

"Y'all may never finish washing that car if you keep horsin' around." Han turned around to see an amused Sean in the doorway with a sponge in his hand. "And you're the one that bitched about getting it done."

Han grinned down at a slightly confused Cassie as she struggled to rise from the slippery floor. "Yeah, but she tends to distract. You can't stop messing with her."

Cassie was able to come back up after many failed attempts. "I came out here just to hang out with you, and before I know it you're throwing water at me!"

"That's what happens around here when you don't get to work," Han said standing over her.

"I don't work for you!"

"That's what you think."

"What?! Who do you think you are?!"

"You're new boss."

She stood there bewildered, face and hair dripping. "What, is this some sort of new phase of badass Han?" What had happened to the nice Han on their last date?

"Yes it is."

"Do you feel superior today or something?"

He didn't respond.

"You just can't expect me to start working for you out of the blue! I've been visiting here for the last six months and you've never complained! What about the race I won for you?! Huh?!"

Han ignored her. "Come back ready for work tomorrow, or don't come back at all. It's as simple as that."

She groaned and walked off, not bothering to tell the others goodbye.

Sean just stared at Han. "What the hell was that?"

Han flashed his famous devious smile. "A new game plan."

A fuming Cassie stood against the concrete wall of Han's garage. What is his problem? It's almost like he's bipolar.

She stared idly at the Vans on her feet. Why was he doing this to her? If he really liked her, like he usually implies, how come he goes out of his way to piss her off?

A long sigh escaped the girl's lips. Han's garage was the only place she could go, since Twinkie would actually drive here to work during the summer. Maybe she could just show up tomorrow and act as if Han wasn't there.

That would definitely throw off whatever gimmick he was trying to pin on her this time.

She was wrong. Han had really convinced her, when he developed the audacity to try and kiss her in front of everyone. Cassie grabbed a wrench from the table, reminding herself that she'd work, but she wouldn't like it. At least that would be better than a make-out scene with Han in front of her brother.

"What do you want me to do?" She asked Han, with not much interest.

He was obviously having fun with this. "See that '95 Ferrari in the corner over there?"

She barely nodded, pretending not to focus on the shabby, red car.

"Fix the engine, add a turbo, and improve the ignition. If you need anything, there are spare parts outside. Please put heart into your work."

"Mmhm." She rolled up the sleeves of her black blouse and put her hair into a bun. "No problem."

She had the car ready in about an hour. Han looked at her in sheer surprise when he noticed her completion as she sat atop the new and improved convertible. "How did you –"

"Hm? How did I what?" She put her hair down and patted the car. "You knew I could do it, but you would have liked to see me break a sweat."

"Like I said, you're not like other girls."

"That's right. I'm not your plaything either. That's the last job I'm EVER going to do for you."

"I'll pay you good money."

Cassie rolled her eyes. "What amount of money could someone like you pay me?"

"Fifteen-thousand yen (about fifteen American dollars) an hour. Twenty-thousand (about twenty American dollars) for late night hours."

That was a lot of cash, especially for a seventeen-year old transfer student. "I'll think about it."

"Just say yes, girl. You work twice as fast as your brother, and you could make even Reiko jealous. And it's not as if you have anywhere else to go."

That wasn't part of her intentions at all. "I'm only doing this for the money. One slip-up with you and –"

It was impossible to finish her sentence with Han's face just inches away from hers. "And you're done with me, right?"

How could I be done with you? I'm already too far deep. She looked into his dark eyes and wondered what was so special about him, that made her so cautious. Without giving it a second thought, she quickly planted a kiss on his lips. Cassie didn't care about what shock was etched in his face. What mattered was that he kissed back.

When they pulled away, she jabbed two right fingers into his ribs. "That's for wetting me yesterday."

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