He was so out of his element. He was hanging with a bunch of dudes that were nowhere on his level. They went to college, they were in fraternities, they worked in offices and wore suits. They probably made three times what he made in a year. They probably lived out with the rich white people like Angel and drove big fancy cars he could only work on. All that, and he was enjoying himself with them.

They were just guys. Guys pretty much talked about the same things, women, sports, and cars and he knew a lot about all of those subjects.

"Hey babe," Angel said, walking over to him. "Are they boring you yet?"

"Naw, I'm good."

"My sister just arrived and if I don't get you over to meet her soon I'll never hear the end of it." She pulled him away.

So far everything was going great with her friends. Jared seemed like a cool dude and everyone else hit it off with good. Angel warned him her sister wanted things to work out with her and her husband, even though she knew he was a jerk.

"Hey Shay, little sister, finally made it to the party I see." Angel hugged her sister.

"Elmer canceled at the last minute, but I had a feeling he wouldn't come, and you know why," Shay said.

"Oh? No, why?" Angel asked.

"Oh Angel, you know." Shay looked at him, glancing at him from head to toe. "Ahem, and who is this?"

"Hook, this is my little sister Shay."

"If you call me little one more time," Shay declared. "So, this is the tow truck guy?"

"I told you he owns his own business."

"Yes," Hook remarked. "I do more than tow cars. It's a repair shop."

"But is a car repair shop really a business?" Shay said.

Angel let out a frustrated sigh.

"It's my business. I do real well," he said.

"I doubt it," Shay mumbled and walked away.

"Sorry about that," Angel said.

"No sweat off me. I'm not here to impress anyone." He kissed her cheek. "Come on. I know you want to hang out more with the birthday boy. Me and the fellas had a nice chat going on."

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She and her sister always worked well together because they both loved fashion as much as the other. Personality-wise they were nothing alike, so while they agreed on everything business-wise, they constantly were at each other's throats when it came to the other stuff.

"Look Shay, you don't have to like my man, like I said, he is MY man," she said, busying herself with work on her laptop.

"Girl, I know you said the sex was good, but you should have just left it at that. Good sex. What the hell are you doing flaunting him all around town?" Shay said.

"I'm not flaunting him anywhere. I'm getting to know the man and hanging out."

"Why? You're taking charity cases now? What can this man do for you?"

"I didn't ask him to do a thing for me. I'm dating him."

"Dating? Phuh! I don't think that's what you should call it. Listen, sis, I talked with Matthew, and he-"

"You what?" Angel said, looking up from her laptop.

"I said, I talked with Matthew and he said he wanted to work on his marriage. He wanted another chance. He said he tried working it out with you but then when he went home, you had that thug there."

She closed her laptop with a snap.

"Why the fuck are you talking to that man?"

"He's family."

"The hell he is!" Angel stood up. "I'm your family. I'm your sister and you won't listen to a word I say. I tell you that man cheated on me for years, but it's okay to give him a second chance? Are you serious right now?"

"He's just a man being a man."

She walked up to her sister, stared her in the face.

"You might like that kind of relationship little sister, but not me. I am so done with Matthew and it has nothing to do with Hook. And Hook may be a little rough around the edges, but he is ten times the man Matthew is."

"I doubt that. You buying him fancy clothes and dressing him up does not change the fact that you found him on a street and he's nothing but a common thug."

"Alright, whatever girl. I'm done with this conversation," she said and grabbed her bag. "I have a meeting to get to and you are wasting my time. Get your own life together before you even start to question anything about mine."

She did not have a meeting but she wanted to get away from her sister. No, Hook was not perfect but he was a decent man. She had not even told Shay that Hook had two kids and two baby mothers. She did not see all the tattoos over his body or know that he was in and out of jail as a teenager for selling drugs and gang banging. That was none of her business. If she knew all of that she would have had her panties in a bunch.

Instead of driving around like a crazy person because she was upset with her sister, she headed to Hook's shop to see what he was up to. She had never stopped at his car shop to see what it looked like. She hoped it was okay that she was just stopping by.

She pulled into a space and got out of her car. The shop was a nice size in a not so bad area not far from downtown. The place did not seem to get much traffic, but Hook said he did well. When she entered, she did not see Hook. There was one guy at the desk speaking with a male customer. When she walked in they both turned and watched her.

"I'm looking for Hook."

"Boss man? Oh he out on a tow," the man at the desk said. "Take a seat lady, I'm sure he'll be back soon."

She busied herself on Pinterest while she waited. Hook came thirty minutes later and talked shop with one of the mechanics before he came inside and saw her.

"Hey baby, I didn't know you were coming here," he said kissing her, then licked his lips and gave her that crazy sexy, dimpled grin. "Damn, now you got my dick hard and shit."

She laughed, pushing him. "Boy stop!"

"Come on to my office," he said, and she followed him. He planted another long passionate kiss on her once he was inside with the door closed. "Let me wash up real quick before I deal with yo sexy ass."

She had never been inside of his office. It was small and messy and not even private. You could see into the lobby area because the top half of the wall was glass. He could do better in a better area where car owners had nicer cars and more money to get car maintenance done on a regular.

Hook came out of his bathroom and grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall.

"You came to get some dick?"

"Right here? Right now?"

"You wanta? I'm telling you, you can't come up in here with your "fuck me" face and me not tear that pussy up," he said, grabbing the bottom of her skirt and pulling it up.

"But they can see us in here."

"So? That makes it hotter," he said kissing her, as she undid his pants and pulled his hard, thickness out. "Put it in baby. Let me feel ya."

They had discussed the unnecessary use of a condom because she was on reliable birth control and they'd both been tested. She wanted that raw dick thrusting in her.

"Oh shit!" She yelled out when he filled inside her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and her arms around his neck as he power pumped in and out of her.

"Take this dick girl. Tell me how you like it."

"Deep baby, go deep."

"Damn baby, this pussy so good I wanna swim in it all day," he said, cupping her breast. "But I gotta get back to work."

"No! Don't stop."

"You better get your nut because I'm getting mine," he said, swirling his hips around hitting her spot that released her juices. She collapsed on him as he jerked a few more times and then released in her. "That was so damn hot baby."

"Nooo! I want more," she said holding him and kissing him. "I want to suck you like a lollipop."

He pulled out of her and fixed his pants.

"Angel, I have shit to do. And you don't wanta slob on the knob unless I'm showered."

She made a whiny noise as she pulled her skirt down. He chuckled at her.

"Why you come up here anyway? Did you need something babe? Your ride good?"

"You gave me what I came for." She ran her fingers through her hair. "How do I look? Do I look like I just been fucked?"

"Yeah, but it looks good on you."

"Will you come over tonight?"

"Can't babe, I have my daughters for the weekend."

"Oh."

They had been dating for four months now and his little rug rats were never in the picture. She wasn't mad at that.

"I'll hook you up later babe, trust me I wanta taste too."

"Whatever. Guess I gotta do myself. Let me know when you're free," she said walking out.

A/N: Gotta love their spontaneity. We can't all be freaks like this. But anybody could see them?

XOXO
Kimberly