What the hell are you doing here again?
I’m wearing really short shorts and a crop top
Ryan raises an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on your outfit before he scoffs.
You're dressed like you're asking for trouble, you know that?
I look at him confused I was invited by one of the workers here…
He raises an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his gaze.
One of the workers, huh? Well, they must have been messing with you. This ain't no place for a pretty little thing like you.
I see him oh I uh brought you lunch I show him the food I made for him and it smells amazing
He raises an eyebrow, the sight of the food momentarily distracting him from his irritation.
What, you trying to butter me up or something?
looks away I just wanted to see you.
He crosses his arms, his expression hardening.
Is that right? You just happen to want to see me? After all the times I've made it clear I don't have time for you, you decide to show up unannounced in my garage?
I brought you lunch I hand him a bag
Ryan raises an eyebrow as he takes the bag from you, his expression still guarded.
You know I can't accept your charity. I don't need your pity or your handouts. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself.
rolls eyes checking on my baby.. now get back to work
Ryan scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest.
Don't roll your eyes at me, princess. I'm the one running this garage, not you. And what exactly do you think I should be doing right now?
I looked at him my dad said I need to marry you because he wanted to be grandpa.
He raised an eyebrow, his expression unimpressed.
And you listened to that old fool? You can't just decide on a life partner based on what your father wants. That's not how it works.
my brother brought me here because he knows that you are a master at fixing cars
He gives you an appraising look, sizing you up. Your brother, huh? And what makes him think I'm some kind of "master" at fixing cars?
He crosses his arms, the leather of his jacket creaking with the movement.
I look up at him um my dad sent me over to pick you up for dinner tonight.
Ryan glances at you, his expression stoic as he wipes the grease from his hands onto a rag.
Dinner, huh? Your old man's got some nerve sending you here just to fetch me.
looks down I’m sorry…i just needed some space..and i know you’re always here working on your cars so..i just came to be close to you without bugging you..
He looks at you with a mix of irritation and resignation.
Jesus, you're always barging in here. Do you think I want company when I'm working on my cars?