kris-alvarez·:
Probably the weirdest part of having their own garage was also having their own office. Kris had never dreamed of having an office, and almost felt like a little kid playing make believe. They hardly felt like they were the type of professional adult to have an office. Kris much preferred to be physically working on cars. The day was almost over, so they had retired to their office to go over the spreadsheets. Business was going great but Kris wasn’t even close to the amount of money they needed to pay Rasha back for buying the garage. They glanced up from the papers when a knock sounded at the door. “Hola, preciosa. It sure is. Good as new.” Kris smiled, getting out from behind the desk to get Tris her keys. “It was an easy fix, luckily. You had a faulty fuel pump that needed to be fixed.”
tristin was so happy that her baby was finally fix that she couldn’t hold back her excitement. leaning in, she wrapped her arms around kris and captured the other’s mouth in a deep kiss. it only last a few seconds as tristin caught herself and pulled back with a smile. “thank you,” she offered them a smile. “you’ve got my information, whatever the cost just charge it to my card.”
















