day 168 revisited
When she’s not home by six, James saunters down to the motor pool and watches her clean her tools methodically. “You’re the cleanest damn mechanic I know, Blondie.”
Juliet smiles without looking up, but he can see her dimples even in the fading light and he steps closer as she speaks. “Someone has to show these guys how it’s done. Place is a total pigsty.”
“Place is a motor pool,” he smirks, though he does note that everyone’s stations seem to be a little neater.
“You come down here for a reason?” she asks him, looking up from her tools with one hand braced on the counter and one on her hip with a smirk on her face like she’s got him pegged.
“I gotta have a reason to come see you now?” He steps closer, into her space so that he has to look down to see her eyes.
“Come on, LaFleur. We all know you’re just checking up on me,” she says, voice low and amused.
“Actually, I came to see if you posted for that head mechanic position yet.” His hands are on her hips and she brings her arms around his middle.
“Hmm, well, you’ll be pleased to know I did submit my very short resume. Which includes ‘treasure hunting with Captain LaFleur’.”
James barks out a laugh. “You didn’t.”
“I needed some padding, it was looking kind of light. Besides, ‘Mystery Island Time Traveler’ sounds like a Nancy Drew book.”
He bends down a little to press his lips against the curve of her jaw. “Think you can pack it in? It’s almost seven, I’m hungry, woman.”
Juliet laughs this time, smacking his chest half-heartedly. “Ever hear of bread and packaged meat?” She pulls off her gloves though, turns out the light above her station and reaches for his hand. “Let’s go home.”
Juliet smiles without looking up, but he can see her dimples even in the fading light and he steps closer as she speaks. “Someone has to show these guys how it’s done. Place is a total pigsty.”
“Place is a motor pool,” he smirks, though he does note that everyone’s stations seem to be a little neater.
“You come down here for a reason?” she asks him, looking up from her tools with one hand braced on the counter and one on her hip with a smirk on her face like she’s got him pegged.
“I gotta have a reason to come see you now?” He steps closer, into her space so that he has to look down to see her eyes.
“Come on, LaFleur. We all know you’re just checking up on me,” she says, voice low and amused.
“Actually, I came to see if you posted for that head mechanic position yet.” His hands are on her hips and she brings her arms around his middle.
“Hmm, well, you’ll be pleased to know I did submit my very short resume. Which includes ‘treasure hunting with Captain LaFleur’.”
James barks out a laugh. “You didn’t.”
“I needed some padding, it was looking kind of light. Besides, ‘Mystery Island Time Traveler’ sounds like a Nancy Drew book.”
He bends down a little to press his lips against the curve of her jaw. “Think you can pack it in? It’s almost seven, I’m hungry, woman.”
Juliet laughs this time, smacking his chest half-heartedly. “Ever hear of bread and packaged meat?” She pulls off her gloves though, turns out the light above her station and reaches for his hand. “Let’s go home.”