Rebecca Hartmann was running late for school, as usual. She was a senior in high school with only a week until graduation, making it her week of finals. Today was the day she was to take her last exam, or at least she was supposed to!
Looking down at the flat front tire that had left her stranded all the way across town from the school she frowned. It was too far to walk to school for her exam, and it was too far to walk back home! Of course, nobody was at home to take her to school anyway, because they had left the house before her!
“Well, at least I’m not afraid of a bit of dirt, and I know how to change a tire!” She grumbled.
She then walked back to the trunk of her car. Opening it up, she pulled out her tire iron and jack. Then she went to work taking off the flat front tire.
“I am so glad I know what I’m doing right now, thank you Dad!” She grunted as she loosened the lug nuts. “I still can’t believe I managed to run over a board in the middle of the road! A board with a nail in it no less! It would have been nice if whoever lost it could have picked it up though, and then I wouldn’t be in this predicament!”
When the tire was finally off, she went back to grab her spare tire only...there wasn’t one! Throwing up her hands in an ‘I quit’ motion, she let out a frustrated scream.
“Really? Where is my spare?” She yelled looking heavenward as if the clouds had the answer.
Then she stood beside the road breathing hard as she stared at the flat tire in front of her.
“Fate really has it out for me today doesn’t it? Okay, Becks, we can fix this, we can!” She said trying to be positive.
She looked up the road and her mood brightened. “The new place I noticed a couple of weeks ago…what was the name again...?” She questioned herself. Not remembering, she flipped her hand in the air as she said, “Eh, whatever it’s called, they fix tires. I can walk a block! I’ll call the school, tell them what happened, and they’ll let me take my test later today! Yeah! Yeah, that will work!”
So quickly grabbing her phone Rebecca called the school, and they agreed to let her do her final exams later that day. She let out a sigh of relief.
With that taken care of, she grabbed her purse from the car. She then started walking down the road, rolling her flat tire the best she could. She began whistling as she went because for some reason she had the feeling the day was going to end much better then it started!
Fifteen minutes later, Rebecca came to a panting stop in front of ‘Vogel Parts and Tire Repair’. Wiping at the sweat on her brow, she left a black steak of tire dust. It had been more than a block to the tire place, and part of the time she had tried to carry the tire because rolling a flat tire wasn’t easy! She’d ended up having quite the workout.
Taking a deep breath, Rebecca leaned the tire against the wall of the building as she looked down at herself. Her white tee shirt now had black tire dust and red break dust all down the side of it, but thankfully her jeans were black. Her hands were even more filthy, but there was nothing she could do about it, so she just shrugged.
“Little bit of dirt never hurt anybody anyway!” She muttered.
Looking up, she saw the shop doors were still closed and looked at her watch, eight-thirty. Straightening up, she began looking for a sign that would tell her what time they opened. She didn’t find one though and felt like growling.
Surely I didn’t come all this way just to find them not open today! That would be my luck because I have no idea where to go from here, she thought to herself.
Not ready to give up yet, she walked around the side of the building. Thankfully, the parts side of the store did seem to be open!
So, with a shrug she headed for that door. Maybe you must get someone from here for the tire repair side.
Walking inside, she took a deep breath of the cool air and looked around. It was just like any other parts store with aisles of car accessories and a big counter in the front.
Rebecca quickly headed for the counter, climbing onto one of the stools in front of it just as a young man walked out of the back.
He paused and stared.
She stared right back, and he took her breath away!
He was tall, at least six feet two or three, with short hair that looked slightly curly and she wondered if it would be curly if it was long or just wavy? He had beautiful green eyes along with a strong jawline. He also sported a light five o’clock shadow, as if he couldn’t be bothered to shave that morning, and a deep clef in his chin that begged to be kissed!
She shook herself slightly at that though, and internally scolded herself to get it together! She was here to get her tire fixed, not kiss the help! Despite her internal scolding though, she continued to give him a once over.
He was wearing a tight green polo that did little to hide the fact that he had a great body under it. His biceps were also bulging, making her think he definitely worked out.
“Can I help you?” He inquired of her as he finally moved to stand behind the counter.
She leaned in toward the counter trying to get closer to him, almost in a trance, as she continued to watch him, unable to take her eyes from him. No guy had ever affected her this way! Not even Nick who she had dated for all of six months last year and she had thought him good looking! But this guy, this guy was gorgeous!
An accent, he had an accent, but not just any accent, a German one.
So, without a second thought, she decided to switched to German.
“Yep, I need a new tire. You’re really cute, you know that, and where have you been all my life! My dad’s German. My grandmother, the old battle axe that she was, made us learn German, almost before we learned English. You have the sexiest accent. Oh, and my name is Rebecca Hartmann,” she blurted out those words quickly. She knew she should have been embarrassed, being so forward, yet somehow, she wasn’t.
He just stared at her the whole time she was speaking, his eyebrows going up.
When she finished; she grinned at him, then tilted her head to the side and waited.
He then replied in perfect German. “My name is Felix Vogel, and it is nice to meet you Rebecca Hartmann. I’ll just get my brother Tobias to fix your tire for you. Where is it?”
She smirked because she noticed he ignored the sexy accent. She wasn’t letting him off so easy though. So, in German, she continued, “I leaned it up against the building next to the garage door. And no comment about how you know your accent is sexy? Most guys would have at least said thank you.”
He gave her a slow smile that turned her knees weak. Then, with a twinkle in his eyes he said, “Ah, but I am not like most guys Beloved, I am unique as you will find out.”
She was slightly curious as to why he had called her beloved. She’d been called sweet names before, but never that. It was different though and she found she liked it.
Turning his head slightly, Felix called out, “Tobias, we have someone needing a tire!” He then turned back to face her and, in English, asked, “So, Rebecca Hartmann what are you doing for lunch today?”
She threw her head back and laughed. She then told him, “You’re something else you know that?”
Before she could say anything else, a man with dark brown hair and striking blue eyes walked out. Taking a close look at him she began to wonder if he was related to Felix, because they looked slightly similar.
“Tobias, this is Rebecca. She left her tire propped against the wall out back,” Felix told him.
The man nodded and headed for the front door without a word.
Rebecca raised an eyebrow as she asked, “Um...he doesn’t say much, does he?”
“No, Tobias is one of the least talkative men I know,” Felix agreed.
Strangely, she found herself wanting to be closer to Felix. So, she shifted around until she was on her knees on the stool, then she leaned on the counter. It was an odd thing, wanting to be so close to someone she’d just met.
As she watched him softly clicking away on the computer with a concentrating look, she felt the feeling grow stronger. It made her want to climb onto the counter and pull him into her arms.
She tried to break the feeling by looking away as she muttered, “Such a strange feeling.”
Felix looked up at her words. “What?”
She was surprised he’d heard her, but his question drew her eyes to him once more. Feeling herself once more being pulled in, she leaned over even further, so they were almost nose to nose. “I think you have put some kind of spell on me Felix, because I...?”
“Because you what kitten?” He whispered.
As he asked the question, he moved from behind the computer and closer to her.
“Because now I want a kiss. But not just any kiss, your kiss,” she whispered as she gazed at him longingly.
She really didn’t know how he accomplished the feat, but he did and suddenly she was on his side of the counter. She was now seated on the counter in front of him, with him standing between her legs.
“You want a kiss?” He questioned as he reached up to rub at her cheek.
Rebecca nodded, because with him so close, it was as if her voice froze up.
He leaned in and his lips softly touched hers.
She let out a little sigh of excitement, leaning into him.
He brought his hand up to hold the back of her head. Then he tilted his head to press his lips harder against hers.
With him this close, she could smell his cologne which had that powdery, yet, manly scent to it. She breathed in deeply of it before he pulled away. She didn’t like him moving away though, and whimpered a bit, only to give a sigh of happiness when all he did was run his nose down her neck leaving light kisses as he went.
“You smell so lovely kitten, like...mother earth after the rain.” He whispered against her skin.
She felt a shiver run through her even as she tried to unscramble her brain enough to function. All she could think about though was another kiss! She did finally manage to say, “Ah...mother earth...rain...?”
He chuckled a bit as he rubbed his nose against her neck.
She felt another shiver go through her at the sound. Oh boy, what is he doing to me?
“Yes, the air is always so fresh and clean after a rain shower. That is how you smell to me,” he told her as he took another breath. Then his lips were once more on hers, giving her another kiss.
“Tobias said you sent him out to change a tire. He didn’t tell me you were in here mauling the customer,” a man suddenly said in a laughing tone.
Felix pulled away from her lips, and she would almost swear she heard him hiss at the newcomer, who only laughed.
She turned slightly, as Felix pulled her tight against him, so she could look at who it was.
This man also looked slightly like Felix, although, with his darker brown hair and blue eyes he actually looked more like Tobias.
Curious now, she asked, “And you are?”
The man laughed again and said, “Got yourself a nosy one there don’t cha’ Felix?”
Felix made a rude noise that had the man laughing harder.
“What do you want Bruder?” Felix asked.
Ah... Bruder, German for brother, that explains the resemblance, she thought to herself. So, with that figured out, she lay her head on Felix’s chest and drew circles on his bicep with her forefinger.
“Just letting you know that we don’t have the tire she needs, but we have a truck coming that has one. It should be here in the next twenty minutes or so,” the brother told them as he stepped closer. “Now, my name is Bruno, may I ask your name sweetheart?”
“My name is Rebecca,” she told him. Then she reached up to brush the hair off her cheek, pushing it behind her ear.
Bruno’s eyes widened before once more becoming mirth filled. “My, my, Felix must really like you! Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let you come near him with a ten-foot pole with those filthy hands!”
She pulled back from Felix to look down at her hands. “Why? It’s just dirt from taking my tire off and dragging it three blocks. Besides, it’s dry, see,” she told him and proceeded to rub a finger along her cheek.
Bruno laughed. “Doesn’t matter. Felix hates, and I mean really hates, dirt! Dirt on him, dirt on you, dirt that could get on him from you...dirt in the house!” Bruno gave a put-out sigh. “He really hates dirt, and it is so annoying to live with a person like that.”
She looked up at Felix then to find him frowning down at her my dirty hands. Not wanting him to be upset with her, she tried to pull back as she mumbled, “Perhaps I should go wash them.”
She then tried to hop off the counter, only to have him stop her. She looked up, catching and becoming lost in his eyes once more.
“Stay Rebecca,” Felix murmured.
Then reaching under the counter he pulled out a container of handy wipes. Taking one out he gently wiped her cheek first before moving on to wipe her hands. It probably should have made her feel like a small child, him doing it for her. Instead, it made her feel cared for and maybe...a bit...loved?
When he finished, he threw the wipes away and kissed the center of my palms. He then looked back up at her and winked.
“Much better, ja?”
She smiled her agreement just as the bell over the door rang. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw two men come in covered in grease.
“May I help you sirs?” Felix asked as he lifted her off the counter. He patted the seat of a stool that was slightly behind him for her to sit.
So, she sat and waited for him to wait on them.And that was how the morning passed, with her sitting quietly, drooling over his backside, when Felix was busy.When he wasn’t they talked quietly and snuck kisses.She loved every moment of it!