MEETING

"Stupid, hunk of junk. Dammit, and I'm in the middle of nowhere." he sighed to himself. "Well, at least I'm already at a gas station, might as well call a tow truck, 'cause they isn't anyway of fixing this myself out here." Logan made his way to the payphone on the side of the gas station calling information for a tow truck. They told him that it might be around a while, seeing as he really was in the middle of nowhere. There wasn't anything around for at least fifteen miles in any direction, well except for that gas station.

By the time the guy arrived, Logan was already at the end of his leash. He had waited for over two hours for this guy to find him. If the guy wasn't trying to be so nice, he might have tried to gut him. Guess the guy picked up on that too, since they made it to town in under thirty minutes with him flooring it. After they arrived at the shop, the guy didn't even put the truck on the ground. He just jumped out and walked off.

"Hey," Logan called out, "aren't you gonna even look at it?"

"Ain't the mechanic." He called back, just before he was out of sight. Logan growled, and found a bench to sit in and wait. It was taking a while, just like everything else, so he got himself comfortable and ended up falling asleep.

When he woke up, his truck was no longer on the tow truck but actually on a lift. He noticed that the hood was up so decided to look around and see if the mechanic had decided to grace him with his presence yet. He was standing behind the truck looking at the driver's side window when he saw her. Well, not really a her, just a pair of long sexy legs that weren't covered up at all since she was only wearing a pair of really short pair of cut off jeans. He took a step towards her to get a better look at her back end, liking everything he saw. He was a little bit amused when he saw her trying to reach farther, ending up past her tippy toes and trying to use the truck for leverage. 'But what is she doing to my truck?' he thought, coming out of his revere.

"Ahem." From that mere noise she jumped as her feet touched the ground again, her head bumped the hood.

"Ouch." she moaned. Oddly enough he liked that, instead of feeling sorry for causing it. She slowly pulled back from the truck. He took this time to slowly take her in. First he saw a very tight black tank top that hugged her curves perfectly, then to her long, curly auburn locks. But when she looked up he was in shock, as well as she.

"Marie?" She smiled.

"Logan."