Page 20 of Ace of Spades

"Let's just say I'm leaving this garage tonight, Mr. Steele. Either with a job… or with you."

He slips his hands into his pockets cooly.

"You're awfully confident."

"Do we have a deal?" I ask, extending an open hand for him to shake.

He stills, eyeing my outstretched hand before he takes it into his warm one and shakes.

I probably won't be getting a job, but, at least we'll both leave with something we want.

"Why did you call meAce?" He asks without hesitation.

Ah, I knew that would get his attention.

"I notice things," I say, dropping my hand from his. And already missing the feeling of it.

He eyes me, crossing his arms over his chest. I wonder if that’s a defense mechanism of his.

"Not like in a stalker way,” I feel the need to explain.

"Mmhmm," he hums out, like he doesn't believe me.

"Just… you had an old friend on the show. He came to the shop on one of the special build episodes.

He stiffens and I don't miss the way his eyes widen, they quickly flash to the bike I was admiring earlier—the one with the sign over it.

"He called you that," I continue.

Levi stays silent for what feels like forever.

“That was… a long time ago."

"It was," I say.

"And what are you doing here?"

"In Breaker's Isle?"

"Breaker's… here at my shop…?" He cocks his head and studies me.

I step up to him, my voice involuntarily dropping to a whisper as I say, "I'm here for something I want."

He doesn’t move at first. He stands there, eyes blazing as he takes me in.

“Anymore questions?” I ask.

He shakes his head, and before I realize what’s happening he drops his arms and reaches for my chin, pulling my lips to his and stealing my breath away in a kiss that can only be described as the most intense kiss I’ve ever had.

I part my lips for him as his tongue explores my mouth, taking everything I'm willing to give. His body presses into me and I feel just how aroused he is by us kissing.

He was right. There's no way this kiss is it.

My body hums with the excitement of having him this close. But just as soon as it starts, he pulls away, holding the back of my head as he looks down at me.

I’m breathless.

His voice is thick with need when he says in warning, "Go home, Sienna. And whatever you do… don't come back."

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