Twisted Mates

her the chilly remembrance of one person she would d

t of nowhere, staring at her like he was about t

ar. He must have arrived when she'd bent over to get the phone, which mean

packed, but once outside the city, it was possible to find long stretches of highwa

, no one speeding along t

't make quite the impression she had hoped on her business

a car?" not having much of a choice, she either

, Freya gathered all the courage she had l

, the images of Dante fla

anger gave her a worrying feeling

not? Has it been that long already that his face had slowly begun fading away with each day

"Do you know how to fix

er toes. Instead of a response, his eyes seemed to have been

b person," she mumbled to herself, careful not t

umb. He was just mesmerized by such beauty and

te spot to get away

te nature while inhaling the cool air and listening to a

ething in him. Something like hope, connection, a

ds in annoyance and hu

the company wasn't even an option. Beyond the car ange

a little rise at the side of this road. He was

out of a bright, beautiful car. The backside was covered in tight expensive fabric, sho

stranger walked to Freya, earning

't get enough of her fresh scent. A mixture of V

he spoke for the first time,

wide-eyed. Oh, he could talk. And she reg

Hang on, let me check." Her voice was a sweet little melodic sound, not too heavy. A light

ds and peered at the inner workings without comprehension. "Expensive

from the cars he was used to. Not that he had seen many

socket

sses. "Your eyes," she said. "They're. . . Beautiful." Not able to contain h

ckled. "You know me," he

Elaborate,"

k on his face that quickly disappeared as soon as it appea

ainst the side of the car and hold her to himself. That fantasy would be sho

and found a toolbox, which did

emed to be able to sense what was wrong with engines, and how to coax them back to life. He couldn't explain how he did

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