Chapter six✔️

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"It's a nice car though right?" She says walking up to it, running her fingertips along the trunk. "Why such negative words?" She leans against her car and crosses her arms over her chest.

Ethan and Mike look at each other in realization and go to look at Jace.

"Jace—" Mike tries to say but gets cut off.

"I'm just saying, the car probably belongs to some spoiled brat who gets everything they want." My son says leaning back in his chair.

"Jace that's enough." I say sternly but Andy brings her hand up.

"It's fine." She smiles at me then turns her face back to my son. The smile gone.

"You know," she says walking up towards him until she's right in front of him. Jace has a sly smirk on his face and spreads his legs out more so that Andy is standing right in between them.

I've never been more disappointed in my son then I am right now.

"You're not very nice." Andy pouts then points to his beer in question to which he gives to her. She takes a sip then continues, "I actually know who owns that car."

Jace's eyes widen and his brows rise up.

"You do?" He gulps.

"Yeah. She has long blonde hair, brown eyes. Loves to smoke and drink. Hmm," she brings a finger to her chin pretending to think. "I think she's wearing jeans shorts and a graphic tee tonight."

Realization finally dawns on him when he looks over Andy's appearance.

"Andy—"

But Andy is already pouring the beer on his head. Causing Jace to shoot out his chair.

"Now if you'll excuse me, this spoiled brat needs to go home." With that, she leaves the shop.

I watch as she goes and I quickly grab my keys but not before looking my son dead in the eyes.

"Grow the fuck up Jace. That was uncalled for." I then leave to catch up with Andy.

I see her walking down the sidewalk and so I start running after her.

"Andy!"

She doesn't stop so I call for her again. She still doesn't stop.

"For fucks sake Andy stop!"

Andy finally stops and turns to glare at me. She starts walking up to me with a nasty look on her face.

"Care to finish off what your son started?" She stops right in front of me and she has to look up to meet my eyes.

"Your son's a real asshole."

"I know." I say with a sigh. I pinch the bridge of my nose and take a deep breath.

"Let me take you home. I'll—"

"No thank you. I'd rather walk." She goes to turn back around but I grab her elbow and pull her back.

"Stop being difficult and just let me take you home. You're a kid so you shouldn't be—"

"Oh please I'll be twenty in a month. In plus I'm hardly a kid." She interprets me for the second time.

"Just get in the damn car." I demand.

"No."

My breaths are coming out quicker because now I'm getting frustrated.

"Dammit Andy, just get in the car!"

Her glare hardens and she takes a final step towards me, causing her chest to slightly brush mine.

"You and your son get go fuck yourself. I'll find somewhere else to fix my car." She takes a step back and tries to turn around to leave again, but without thinking I grab her waist and fling her over my shoulder.

"Put me down Nick!" She starts banging on my back. I grab her upper thighs so she can stop kicking her legs and she immediately freezes.

Her skin is warm and soft compared to my rough hands. Without thinking, I lightly squeeze the skin which results in her scratching down my back, painfully.

"Fuck Andy stop." I grunt at the stings I feel in my lower back.

"Then stop touching me like that." She snaps back.

I set her down next to the passenger side door and I open it pointing inside to which she obediently sits down in. Closing the door and going around the car to the drivers side, I get in and start the car.

"You have fucking talons for nails woman." I wince slightly when I lean back into my seat.

Andy just smirks and looks out the window.

"Guys don't seem to mind. In fact, they love it when I mark them." She turns back to me with her head tilted.

"Do you like it? Being marked?" She looks at me with those big brown eyes and her bottom lip between her teeth.

Hearing that from anyone else would make me shut them down in a second, but hearing those words come out of her mouth makes my dick twitch slightly in my pants.

Fuck, no stop. She's fucking nineteen.

"Put your fucking seatbelt on." Is all I say before speeding down the road with a laugh falling out of her lips.

*****
Andy is literally so hot.

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