"No sex," she had repeated when we got into the car.
"No sex," I had repeated again. Some things don't always go as you plan...but with her they do. Just as my hand had started to reach up her stomach she grabbed it and slapped my face angrily.
"I said no!" she shouted. I nodded, and kissed her neck gently.
"My mistake," I whispered. I wasn't going to lose this girl. I started kissing her again. At first she was reluctant, but eventually gave in. Even she knew we were meant to be together. Not long afterward, there was a knock on the window.
"Oh my holy crap!" Leslie screamed as she jumped back and away from me. I laughed at her embarrassment, her cheeks a bright red.
"You're the mechanic?" I questioned as I opened the door. He nodded. He didn't look like a mechanic. Leslie and I stepped out of the car to find twn others with him.
"Guys, it's a tire job," Leslie said, obviously not understanding the situation. "We only need one guy." The "mechanic" laughed heartedly.
"Sorry, little girl. We're not here for a tire job," he explained to her. Her mouth opened wide with a sign of understanding.
"Then what are you here for?" she questioned curiously.
"To settle some stuff we had with Pyro here," he replied. She looked over to me and shrugged her shoulders.
"Go ahead and take him," she offered. "Just let me do one last thing, alright?"
"Alright, little lady," the man agreed. She took my hand and whispered in my ear.
"Just trust me."