I’m in the home stretch with my submission of the wrecking yard romance, a.k.a. A Love Type Thing. So, since i really wanted to use this picture, you’re getting a snippet from LTT. (Click here for more LTT snippets.)
This is from Mick’s POV, his ’72 VW Bug broke down between the yard and the Mexican place where he grabbed lunch for everyone. Repairs had been going well, even with the drizzle, but Mick’s afternoon is about to get a little brighter.
The sight of the dirty white truck jump-started his heart rate before she even opened the door. Mercy got out of the cab and pushed the door closed with a thunk; she took a short moment to look him over and then approached. Her walk reminded him of Tom’s, slinky like a predator; he reminded himself not to tell her that, though. In Mick’s admittedly limited experience, women didn’t appreciate being compared to pets, and he didn’t want to be that kind of a jerk anyway.
“Did she quit on you?”
“Just acting up, shouldn’t take long to get her back on the road.”
“What’s her name?” Mercy leaned her hip against the side of the car, the position of her body made curves that previously had been invisible pop into alluring view.
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