“Dude, your abs have abs.” He threw a sponge at me.
I laughed. “Shut up.”
“You’ve got that Adonis Belt.” Bailey waggled her eyebrows. “Or cum gutters, you know, based on your preferences.”
I barked a laugh as Weston looked confused.
“Don’t scar Weston,” I said, throwing a sponge at Bailey.
“He’s a big boy,” she cackled. “Anyways we have a truck for you to wash, and they specifically asked for you to wash it.”
She pointed at it over her shoulder, and I recognized it immediately. I knew either Forest or Sam were here.
“Alright, I’ll wash it after I finish this one,” I said, looking again at the crowd for Forest, but didn’t find him again.
I wanted to know where he was, it drove me crazy that I didn’t know. After I finished the truck, they pulled up Forest’sthat looked extra filthy. I didn’t know if he had done it on purpose, but he was making me work. As Casey rinsed it off, I filled another bucket with soap, trying to covertly look for Forest when I noticed a tall man with reddish hair. Webber was in shorts, a Yeti’s t-shirt and a backwards hat, one of my favorite looks on him.
He had his hand in his pockets as he looked at me. My stomach somersaulted at his intense gaze. I washed the car feeling self-conscious, but a part of me felt like I wanted to put on a little show. It was for a good cause, right?
I slowly washed the car making sure I flexed my back, dipping down so he had a perfect view of my ass each time. As much as I wanted to look at him, I made sure that I kept my eyes off him. I squatted down, popping my ass out a little as I washed each tire that was facing him. Before I went to the other side, I peeked over my shoulder to see Sam with his hands in front of his crotch, and I hoped it was because he was hiding his hard cock.
My confidence soared as I walked to the other side to wash it and I saw Forest leaning against a building. He was in a cowboy hat, blue button-up, jeans and boots. My mouth watered as he took me in. I couldn’t help but flex my chest while I bit my lip. My face grew red at how bold I was getting, and I had to turn around to cool down before I sported my own hard-on.
I squatted down, popping my ass out, cleaning the tires, but when I tried to get up sexily, that did not work out in my favor. I fell right on my ass and Weston laughed at me. To make matters worse he threw his bucket at me.
“Jerk,” I said, throwing my sponge at him.
“Weston is such an ass.”
I looked up to see Lulu Robin holding her hand out for me.
“Hey, Lu,” I said, taking her hand even if I didn’t need it.
“You’re looking really good.” She blatantly checked me out. “Maybe we can get a drink some time?”
“Oh,” I said dumbly. “Um…”
I had no idea what the hell to say, I wasn’t used to being hit on, especially in Sterling.
“Lulu, you have to get out of the way or you're going to get wet,” Weston said looking upset.
“You know where to find me if you want that drink,” she said, patting my chest.
I didn’t say anything, but when I looked up Forest was glaring at me, his eyes full of fire. Was Forest jealous? A little possessive? I smirked and winked, turning around to see Weston also glaring at me.
“Are you and Lu a thing?” he snapped.
“Oh, god, no,” I said quickly.
“Then why didn’t you say no?” he stood closer.
I had never really come out to my coworkers, just cause I never thought it was anyone's business. None of my straight co-workers had to come out, so why the hell should I?
“I don’t know, she caught me off guard, but I don’t want Lu like that,” I said, trying to reassure him.
He eyed me warily.
“Wait, I thought you didn’t like Lulu like that?” I cocked my brow at him.
