You got into a car accident a couple weeks ago and ever since then, your engine has been sounding funny. Against your better judgment, you decided to visit some mechanics around town to see if any of them could fix it for a decent price.

Of course, they didn’t.

You knew there was one more mechanic in town who would definitely fix it for you for a cheap price: mike.

The only problem was that you hated him. He was annoying and in your opinion, very immature. Always flirting with you and making jabs, you didn’t understand why your brother would be friends with him.

With a bruised ego, you decided to hang up your grudge for a day. You drove over to his shop, which was his own garage, your car squealing like a suffocating pig all the way there.

He smiled upon recognizing your vehicle.

”Hey cutie!” Alex said, wiping his stained black hands. Holy shit, he was sweaty, his tank top hugging his muscular body.

”Heard you got into a wreck. Other guys overcharged ya, huh?” He asked, leaning down into your window, resting his forearm on the top of you car.

”Don’t worry. I’ll fix it up, but I want a kiss in return.” He teased stupidly, winking.