The Bet 2: Against All Odds

Chapter 9

I looked at it and almost took it for a handshake but then I noticed my dirty hand. "Sorry, I my hands are dirty." 

"No worries. " She then stayed like that looking at me like a prey. Oh boy. Based on my experience, she was definitely interested in me but sorry for her, she's not my type and I there's only one woman in my mind. 

"Ma'am, I would need to move the car in order to start cleaning it and you might want to stay at the waiting area or you might get wet." 

"Oh... I'm already wet." She replied, bitting her lower lips. "Really, really wet." I took a step back when she started to walk closer to me again. I turned around and realized the Drew had left the premises. I nearly tumbled from back when I almost stepped on one of the tools. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it might ripped from my body. I had been propositioned before but this woman was too much. 

"Ms. Anderwood." It was drew. Thank goodness! "Can you please join me in my office to sign these receipts. It will take around 20 more mins for Nick to clean and vacuum your car. In the meantime, have some refreshments or something."

"Ok." Drew left again as soon as she acknowledge him. I used this chance to put some more distance between her and myself. When I thought she was going to walk directly towards the office, I was wrong. She beelined besides me and whispered. "Later..." She finally walked aways giggling to herself.

I released the breathe the I didn't know I was holding. Even though I had a reputation of being a play girl in our school. I never had that kind of experience. I felt like a prey wanted to be even alive by a seasoned hunter. I better finish cleaning this car so I could get away from here. 

"Hey Drew!" I called as I leaned in the small window of his office. "The car's cleaned and vacuumed here's the key. I'm gonna clean up and go unless you need me to do anything." In my peripheral vision, I saw the red head lady busy with her phone. 

"Nah, we are good. Troy can do it if we get a call or another customer. Go home and study." 

I nodded. "Thanks Drew." His shop opened a few days ago. Technically we were still in soft opening but the power of social media made if possible to get a few customers already. It also helped that my friends helped in promoting his shop. Aside from me, there's Troy, Greg and Julio that works the car. While Emilia and another working college student named Lucy were doing the books. They were all good people and Drew was a good boss so far. He also said that he would be giving our pay checks by the ned of the week in order for us to have money for our expenses. The job was tiring but for the first time in my life, I felt bit of pride and satisfaction. I had so much to learn therefore, I vowed not to let these people, who gave me a chance, down and I'll work hard for everything.

I was left in my boy shorts and sports bra when I took off my greasy jumper and white muscle shirt and placed them on a plastic bag in order to prevent the insides of my duffle bag from being stained with grease, dirt or whatever stuff that stuck to me while fixing and cleaning cars. It was great that Drew had at least separate areas for men and women. I gathered my clean stuff as walked towards the lone shower boot. I was in the middle of shampooing my hair when I heard the door opened. It was probably Emilia picking me up. It was also a good thing that Drew's shop was in the middle of Michelle's house an school.

"I'm almost done babe." I shouted. However, when I there was no reply, I started have doubts but then, no one aside from employees were allowed in this area and I trust that the guys would not fool around. I then decided to rinse myself clean, wrap the towel in my body and went out the stall. 

The sight in front of me surprised me that I froze on the spot. Miss Anderson was perched in the sink, with only in her bra and underwear. "Now that you are all clean and wet... I believe we have an unfinished business." She said as she licked her lips.

Seeing that I was frozen in shock, she gently hopped from the sink and stroll towards me. "You're not the only one that's all wet." She while her hands were slowly massaging my biceps. "Hmmm... hard and strong. I wonder what you fingers can do."

"Uh..." I uttered. I shook my head and stepped back. "Wait..."

"Shhh... don't be shy... I got you."

"No."

She was about to step forward when the door opened and I heard a very familiar voice. "What the hell is going on here." 

It was Emilia.

And if looks can kill. I would be dead.