Thread: When Passion Becomes Blind (Niah & Manofyourdream)

The night was still young, but there was something off about it. It wasnt pouring, but just drizzling, drops of rain landing on his windshield only warned him of the forecasted rain tonight. Having had a very long day, he had finally closed his garage a little after 10 p.m. Though the staff had left for the day as early as 6 in the evening, Derrick enjoyed some alone time by working on this car-a Pontiac. He had nowhere to be, no one to run to, nor any family to be with for that matter. And that is why, he's usually the last one to leave the garage. Well, that and for he's a boss, the owner of 'Wrench Kings Auto Repair.' A mechanic by profession, Derrick loves cars and enjoys every moment of working on them. Hed picked up this old junk a few months back, so hes been trying to piece it altogether so it can run again. It was a similar to a car, Pontiac GTO, his father used to drive. His interest in cars actually came from watching his father working on his Pontiac. Derrick has never been afraid to get his hands dirty. Speaking of which, he wiped his hands with a tissue after he had parked his truck at the corner of the street. Passing by Tom's bistro, he was tempted to stop in for a cup of coffee. God knew he could use some. He had a small drive into the next town over where he actually lived, and being the night owl, he wouldn't mind having some caffeine in his system. It would keep him up for a few hours for sure. The bistro was his go-to spot for coffee runs and even some time for lunches on one too many occasions. This town sure had better business opportunities than the one he resided in, hence he owned a mechanic shop here and not in his hometown. He wasn't fully convinced to go into the bistro just yet. Turing to look at it from his car and he saw her through the glassed window of the bistro, the girl! Instantly, his mind raced to the time when she had stopped by his garage the other day. Matter of fact, it was only a few days ago. All the other times, hed watched her in her work outfit. But on that day, she was wearing something casual and boyshe sure had captured his attention. He watched her from far, stealing glances while one of his employees helped her with her deflated tyres. He couldnt get a quite look at the car she may have been riding, for he was busy looking at her. It was that day, it felt as if shed left quite an impression on him. She sure looked different that day, not just younger than usual, but there was something about looking at her when she was not working, donning that stupid red shirt and skirt. Not that she looked bad in it. She always seemed to capture his attention in ways he couldnt explain. Derrick seemed to have relived the moment again just now and finding something stir in his loins, he cursed himself. He almost sat back in his car so he could drive off. Though, he couldnt help but be the confident man he was, telling himself to man up. The girl had nothing on him. For all he knew, he had some hatred towards her. Yet, he appreciated her natural beauty. He didn't know what it was about her that he couldnt decide if he liked her or hated her. There were mixture of feelings. It wasnt his fault, but its his upbringing that was making him think the way he was thinking. About her, her race and how they, including she, was inferior to his. Besides that, he was a typical American and a few years older than her, your everyday Joe! There she was, exiting from cafs kitchen, but not tending to any customer. It was indeed time to close so she must have been getting ready to leave. The last thing he wanted was for her to lock the door on his face so after much debate, he found himself crossing the road. He told himself that he was going there to get a cup of coffee and nothing else. Deep down, hed find himself drawn to her. The image from that day stuck to him for good and that was the day when he first imagined how shed look like with those clothes off. The thought disturbed him a lot, not because it was erotic in nature but he told himself he couldntshouldnt be thinking of her like that. His heart raced as he neared the entrance and finally entered the place. The bell on the door informed her of his presence as he looked around the place. It was empty. Even he wouldnt have been here tonight if it wasnt for his hobby to work on that junk car of his. The sight of her was calming.too calming for a man like Derrick. Actually, it was brooding this nasty storm inside him that the man was oblivious to. Every time he came here, there was always someone here, including Tom, the owner. And, of course, other customers. But tonight, the place was deserted and he found himself standing in front of the bar, Is Tom not here tonight? He asked before nodding towards the kitchen and added, Ill take a large cup of coffee. Quickly His voice was stern, as usual when speaking with her, and his affect was neutral if not conceited looking. He looked around to avoid looking at her, yet he found his gaze settling on her pretty face and her lithe frame. Standing there with his hands tucked into his rugged khakis, his V-neck Tee stretched around his broad chest and shoulders. He told himself to make this quick, not wanting to be around her for too long, for he knew of the effects she had on him.