"Sara, you in here?"

Ouch, that was my head hitting metal.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you, are you alright?"

Other than my head throbbing? Yeah.

"You want something?" And yes, I meant that to sound a little annoyed.

"Ah, never mind, you're busy. I'll come back later."

Rolling out from under the car I see her already walking away.

"Hey, wait. It's okay, I'm available." And don't feel obliged to turn around, I could get friendly with the view.

"Ah, okay." I watch her legs approach me until after a few steps her whole form comes into my line of sight. Lovely.

"So what did you want?" This time I manage to sound more gentle.

She's shifting her weight from foot to foot, as if she's nervous.

Yeah right. As if Willows ever got nervous.

"I was going to ask you a favor." She smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Cute.

"Ask away."

She moves to stand by my head. Should I tell her about the exquisite view I've got from down here? That her shirt hangs so loosely I can catch glimpses of the underside of her bra? And what a nice bra that is, lace, not that I was expecting differently. Very sexy, Willows.

"So, what do you say?"

Shit. I got distracted. I never get distracted. Now I missed what she said.

She looks uncomfortable as it is, standing there with that expectant look on her face. I shouldn't ask her to repeat her request. Much less admit that I wasn't even listening.

"Um...Okay, I guess." I pray to anyone who might listen that this is an appropriate answer to whatever she asked.

Judging by her brilliant smile I'd say it is.

"Thank you Sara. That really means a lot."

Yeah, what wouldn't I do to please this woman...

"Ok, I'll see you later then." She says and, still smiling, leaves the garage.

I let out a sigh.

Now how the hell do I find out what she actually wanted?