Fixed Affection

Fixed Affection Chapter 1

We made our way around the path chatting about our childhoods and what we plan to do now. Our sentences were completely loaded with double meaning and it was most fun I had had in a while. I told him I was photography major despite mechanical ability with a carburetor and that I was going to school at the Art Institute in Seattle in a few weeks, it being the end of August. He said that my dad was really giving him a break giving him this job and that he beat out about 60 other people for the chance to work with him. I secretly really hoped that my dad would keep him around. I could get really used to him being around, but I was leaving so that kind of didn't work to my advantage.

When we arrived back at the gazebo the food had line had definitely diminished, and yet so did the food. Yet despite how hungry I was I couldn't regret that I missed it, hanging out with Mike was just too much fun, he was so easy to talk to and conversation never ceased when he was around. I was scavenging the food table looking for something edible, my stomach growling. I was completely distracted and bumped into something hard and nearly fell on top of the table but a pair of strong arms grabbed my waist and stopped me from shoving my chest into a bowl that was once ranch dressing. I looked up at who caught me expecting it to be one of dad's friends. They were all very strong, almost all of them were mechanics too and they have always looked out for me since I was little.

When I met his eyes there was no doubt about it, Mike caught me, he must have been searching the table as well. I got lost in his eyes and was unable to pull away, his eyes were boring into mine, I bit my bottom lip feeling slightly nervous about the way his arm was still around my waist and how I really, really didn't want him to let go. My body craved him and I had no control when I took a step forward his hand tightened on my waist. Oh god his touch was amazing. My gaze moved from his eyes to his lips, I wondered how those marvelous lips would feel against mine, my parted lips just thinking about it. I looked back up to his eyes and he started to lean in. Oh god I need to kiss him so bad, he was so close. His eyes moved from my lips to my eyes like he was looking for permission to continue. I simply nodded and he looked back down to my lips and then closed his eyes, I closed mine too just waiting to feel his touch. I could feel his breath mingling with mine; his lips barley touched mine when we heard a blood curling scream.

I jumped back my eyes searching for the source of the noise, and the interruption of a perfect moment. A little girl had stubbed her toe, and went running to her mom screaming her head off. I am sorry for the little girl, but why then? Why? I glanced back at Mike and I think the disappointment in his eyes matched mine. Just then my dad called to me to say that we were leaving. I waved and said I'd meet him at the car.

"Well Mike, it has been cool hanging out with you today, thanks" I said quite nervously. I am not sure how he felt about today and I know that I didn't want today to end. I went to turn around but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back to him. He held on to my hand and the heat of his touch scorched my skin, sending a rush of desire through me. He pulled me closer, so close that his face was only inches from mine.

"The pleasure was all mine Ms. Meyers" he whispered into my ear, he kissed me on the cheek before turning away. I turned around stunned but somehow made my way back to my dad's car. I kept replaying it in my mind. The way his breath felt on my skin, his breath on my ear, his lips on my cheek and I couldn't hold back the huge smile that was on my face.

I got in the backseat and settled in, "Mike is a nice guy isn't he?" my dad asked me. "Yeah he's really nice, smart too. He actually knew what I was talking about when I mentioned my Chevy" I replied.

"Well that's a good sign; he did come highly recommended from his teacher from NSCC. It's only a community college, but that doesn't mean anything to me, I mean I didn't even go to school, your grandpa taught me everything I know and I have also heard good things from my manager at the Seattle branch, I have considered keeping him on"

"Glad to hear it dad, I think you will be happy with him, he seems very knowledgeable."

My dad was done talking then so I went back to day dreaming about Mike; Ms. Meyers . . . why was it so sexy when he said that. Why do I feel the need to jump his bones so bad? I have never felt like that about any other boy before. Not that there had been many, most boys are intimidated by me, whether it be my dad or that I know about their car than they do, and if we got past all that I wasn't easy enough for their taste. Because of this I was left alone a lot, but I preferred it that way. That is until I met Mike Chambers.