Not good, Stone.
I nod a quick hello to her, and start to take a walk back into the garage area to find Sammy but mostly to get away from the object of my dick's affection.
"Excuse me," she calls after me.
Dammit.
I stop dead in my tracks.
"Me?" I ask already knowing the answer.
"Umm, yes."
I turn around.
"What's up."
Ariana pauses for a moment and stares at me wide-eyed. She looks at the woman browsing around the bikes, then at Savannah, then back at me. I'm not sure if she's curious about my ink or the fact that I'm walking around shirtless in a place of business. Either way I probably look like an idiot to her. I decide that the show is over and put on my shirt.
"I brought my car in."
"I know. Your father mentioned it. I was getting Sammy for you."
"Thanks."
Ariana tells Sammy where she parked the car and gives him the key. Then we both stand around looking awkwardly at each other. I'm thinking about what I did in the shower to the fantasy of my hands all over her ass, and I have zero idea what she's thinking about, but it probably ain't good.
"Dad said you were closing tonight, so I stopped by the house and brought you some dinner." She looks over at Savannah with a look I can't quite read. "For youandSavannah of course. Dad thought you two might be hungry."
"Oh, you're so sweet, Tiny. Maybe if I had known you were coming earlier I would have saved some room in here." Savannah pats her abs. "But I already had a big salad earlier and I couldn't possibly eat again."
Ariana turns what I think are disappointed eyes toward me.
"You full too?" she asks.
"I'll have a little," I say. Hating to see that look on her face. She made the effort. Someone needs to eat it.
"Okay, I'll warm it up in the back. You can eat when you're finished with your uh...customer."
Savannah giggles.
"Yeah get back over there, Casanova, and convince that woman that she needs to buy something. I'm going to pop your cherry today if it's the last thing I do."
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