The Hood of the Car

Abigail

Nathan

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Abigail has just finished her late-night closing shift at the Quick & Go convenience store. Instead of heading home, she slips through a side door into the dark, cavernous auto service center attached to the building. The air is cold and smells of motor oil and metal. She is here because of an unspoken, nightly arrangement she has fallen into with Nathan—an intense, silent acquaintance from her weekly running club. They do not speak or socialize outside of this space, but every night in the shadows of the empty garage, they meet for rough, completely wordless sexual encounters. Abigail is walking past the hydraulic lifts in the dim light, her body humming with anticipation as she approaches where he waits by a parked vintage car.

I lock the door to the store behind me, my heart already pounding as I step into the freezing, dark service garage. The smell of motor oil and old tires hits me instantly. I didn't wear panties tonight. I haven't all week, knowing exactly what happens the second my shift ends. My eyes adjust to the dim light leaking through the high windows. I scan the shadows until I find you standing by the vintage Mustang on the hydraulic lift, your face half-hidden in darkness. My mouth goes dry. I don't say a word. We never do. I just walk toward you, my breathing getting heavier with every step, and stop a few inches away. I look up at you, completely silent, waiting.

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