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I let out a loud, shocked laugh.
Before I could answer, the front door opened, making a chime of bells ring out in the open space. I turned my attention to see a dirty blonde haired guy walk in with light blue eyes. His smile looked as if it was permanently fixed on his face and as his curious eyes met mine, that smile widened causing me to feel warm inside. I didn’t know who this guy was but I could tell you he put me at ease right away.
“Oh, fuck!” Brand said with excitement as he jumped up and rounded the counter, moving to greet the guy. It seemed his question was long forgotten the moment this guy walked through the door. “Please tell me you brought me a number three.”
“Of course,” The blonde said turning his attention to Brand with a snap. “I got you extra meat, too.”
“Damn, I love you. Thanks!” Brand exclaimed as he grabbed the bag and hastily grabbed whatever was in it. The guy ruffled Brand’s hair in a playful way and Brand seemed unaffected by it as he took a huge bite of his sub.
“I’m Chris,” he said taking a step in my direction and holding out his hand.
“Oh. Hi. I’m Cami.” I shook his hand once, then dropped my hand away as I released his.
“Yeah, this rude fool here was telling me about you last night. Though he neglected to tell me your name.” Chris cut his eyes over to Brand.
“Yo!” a voice yelled from behind me. I whipped around to see a young, lanky, guy walking in from the back. “Fuckin’ sweet ride out back. You see that shit, Brand?”
“Yeah,” Brand grunted around a mouthful. “It’s Cami’s.”
“Who the fuck?”
He stopped a few feet from me and his eyes did a slow sweep of my body.
“Bet Ky would want to get a look under that hood,” he said as his mouth twisted into a mischievous grin. “I wouldn’t mind, either.”
And, alright. I knew what he was trying to say. Yep, I got that loud and clear. I almost had to chuckle at how bad it was. Like was he for real? Did that stuff seriously work for him? And more importantly, if it did, I needed to see these women that went for lines like that.
“Cami’s here to…almost work. Back off.” Brand said, his mouth suddenly free of food. “Cami this is Sketch.”
“Hi,” I said sounding like a timid rabbit.
“Ah, the bitch that came in yesterday. Cool. Nice to me ya.” This guy was all over the place it was almost comical. I had a feeling I might have a hard time keeping up with him. “We should all take a ride over to the shop after work and show Ky. Bet he’d nut himself over that thing.” He was looking at Brand and Chris as he said this, still talking about my car, or so I assumed. I had no idea who he was talking about, but I imagined they were someone that appreciated the classics.
“Can’t,” Brand said as he balled up his wrapper and I went wide-eyed at the fact that the whole sub was gone that quickly. “We’ve got plans.”
“Shit, you two always have plans,” Sketch said, shaking his head and walking off.
I turned my attention to Brand and Chris. My eyes danced between the two of them and I wondered if I was getting it wrong. But there was definitely a closeness there.
Are they?
I wasn’t one to care about anyone’s sexual preference. That said, the whole thing had me scratching my head a little. I honestly couldn’t figure out if they were a couple or not. Something told me yes, and it was widely known with the comment that Sketch had made.
Whatever.
It wasn’t like I was there to get a boyfriend or anything. I wasn’t interested in any of them and I knew that wouldn’t change, because I really wanted this and I wouldn’t do anything to mess that up.
“I want to see this car but I have to get to work. Nice to meet you, Cami. I’m sure I’ll be seeing more of you,” Chris said with a quick wave in my direction before turning back to Brand. “See you after shift at the house?”
Brand gave him a quick nod, then Chris darted out the door and was gone.
And so the long hours of awkwardness began.
But I didn’t complain, not even once.
