Laura opened the shop and set everything up as she had been taught. This was how her weeks would be spent now. In the garage Monday to Friday and in the shop with Mia most weekends. She didn't mind though, it kept her busy.
Two hours passed with only a few customers coming in and out. It felt strange being there alone. She couldn't help but feel fidgety. By lunchtime she found herself pacing around the till. She finally sat down with a performance magazine. As she sat reading an article on NOS and turbo charged engines she heard someone come up behind her and settle on a seat at the counter.
"Be with you in two secs." Laura said as she finished off the article.
She turned around only to come face to face with a really hot guy,
"Hey, what can I get you?"
"You still serve sandwiches?"
"Yeah."
"I'll have tuna on white, no crust."
"No problem."
As Laura stood and made the sandwich she felt the guys eyes burn into her back. She turned round and handed him the plate, for some reason feeling very shy. He smiled at her and his blue eyes twinkled. He was certainly a looker.
"You from around here?" Laura asked, keen to find out anything she could about this mysterious stranger.
"Used to be. I've been travelling for a while. Decided it was time to come back though. Can you tell me somethin'?"
"Sure…"
"Is this place still owned by the Torettos…Dom Toretto?"
"Uh, yeah. You know him?"
"We're old friends."
The guy finished his sandwich and sat for a minute staring into space and then back at her,
"You been working here long?"
"No, only a couple of weeks really. Mia spends most of her time here though, I usually work at the garage."
The guy seemed to flinch a little at the mention of Mia. He ran his hand through his scraggy blonde hair and sighed.
"It was nice meeting you. Thanks for the sandwich." He smiled at her and held onto hergaze for a long time. She finally looked away. He made her feel like a teenager with a huge crush!
"Sure no problem. That'll be four ninety seven."
He threw some notes onto the counter and got up.
"What's your name?" he asked as he put his wallet back in his pocket.
"Laura. Yours?"
He stood for a minute as if he was deciding whether or not to tell her.
"Brian. And do me a favour, don't tell any of them I called, ok? I wanna surprise Dom sometime. I'll maybe drop into the garage on Monday."
"No problem."
Laura watched as he walked out of the shop, across the road and got into a silver Skyline with blue vinyls. She definitely wanted to be in the garage when he showed up…