The days working at the Teller-Morrow garage had been going smoothly for Clara. She was the only female mechanic working in there so it raised some eyes of the men that brought their car into the shop.

And today was something different all together. Her first tow run came in and Clay wanted her to learn how to do a tow. So, she was partnered up with Tig who was informed to show her round it all.

Climbing I to the truck she placed her bottle of water between her legs as she leaned back to put her seat belt on. Tig was sitting in the driver seat looking at the water between her legs before he found his eyes wandering up and landing in a spot that he knew would get Clay's foot up his ass if he got caught.

He cleared his throat as he turned back forward and gripped the steering wheel, knowing that he had to clear his head and fast or else he'd have bigger problems to worry about.

"So, how does this stick work?"

He heard her ask lowly. He gave her a wide-eyed look as his head whipped around to see her looking up at him curiously.

"Wh-what?"

She blinked and raised a brow, he was acting really weird right now. She placed her hand down on the stick that controlled one of the panels for the back.

He mentally kicked himself for thinking she meant another certain stick that was about to get him in a shit storm if he didn't get his head out of the gutter.

"Oh, don't worry about that one till I'm ready to show you."

"Hmm, showing me to work a stick? I already know how to work a stick, Tig."

God fucking damn it.

"I mean after all I work on cars -- can't be too hard to figure out."

Tig could have sworn that his knuckles were white by now with the grip he had on the wheel. He scoffed and shook his head as he reached down and turned over the key.

This cheeky woman was seriously going to be the death of him.

Clay was sitting in the office with Gemma watching her as she worked at her desk.

"Where's our little girl today? Does she have the day off?"

Gemma asked peering at Clay from over her glasses. Clay just smirked and shook his head.

"Nah, I've got her out on her first tow run with Tig. Told him to show 'er the ropes and what not."

Gemma's demeanor fell slightly after hearing those words. She hadn't said anything to anyone but she too had seen Tig getting a great view of Clara's ass the other day when she was working with Juice.

Needless to say she was more than pissed but not surprised in the least. This was Tig she was talking about and he wasn't known for being a lady's man for any reason.

"Something wrong?"

Clay asked once he seen the distant look on his old lady's face. She looked back up at him and gave him a small reassuring smile.

"No baby, just worried is all."

"Don't be worried. Tig knows to look out for her. He won't let her outta his sight."

Clay said standing up and leaning over the desk as he gave his wife a kiss on the lips before walking out of the office. Gemma sighed after he left and leaned back in her chair.

"That's what I'm afraid of."

She scoffed, picking up a cigarette and popping it in between her lips.

Tig and Clara climbed out of the truck and walked back to the car that they had been sent after to repo. They were in a parking lot that had two cars on each side of the car that they were getting ready to hook up and take.

A brick wall at the back of the car since it was parked forward facing the two of them. It looked like it was going to be an easy take.

"Alright. Grab this cable and connect it to the bottom."

Tig said as he tapped on the cable that he wanted her to pull out. She went and grabbed the cable, it had very little give way. So she grabbed the hook and with a strong tug she pulled the cable out. She then went over and got down on her hands and knees as she went looking for where she needed to connect the hook.

The whole time Tig stood there watching as she bent down and got down onto her knees and looked for where to hook up the car.

He swallowed hard. He tried looking everywhere but her ass, but it was extremely hard to find something as lovely as it.

Finally she got it hooked and stood back up on her feet and dusted her hands off.

"Right, now what?"

She asked, her hands crossed over her chest. He nodded for her to walk around to his side of the truck where the levers where located.

"You pull this one here to lower the bed."

He said as she stood in front of him, watching as he pulled the lever down and it did as he said. He placed his hand on another and started to pull it, but stopped when her hand grabbed the lever.

"If I'm suppose to learn then lemme do it."

Tig took a minute before a smirk fell to his lips and he removed his hand and rose it up in the air.

"Whatever you say, baby."

He said as he moved behind her and pressed his chest right up against her back. She felt every fiber in her body stand on edge. His arms came out and his hands were placed on her shoulders as he leaned his head closer to her left ear.

"Next pull down that one to the right."

Feeling completely uneasy now she pulled away from his chest and walked forward toward the lever and pulled it down which brought the car forward.

"So, what's next?"

She asked, now away from Tig. He didn't know what really else to do with with his hands now that her body had left his. He knew when to take a hint, and the last thing he wanted was for to go running to Clay.

"Right so, don't continuously pull the lever once you get the bed up underneath the tire."

He said now standing directly beside once again. He was at a nice angle where he could see her face. He noticed the way her eyebrows were kept clean, the way her face was slightly rounded at the cheeks, the way her lips looked -- He had to admit, working with her was going to send him to an early grave.

Just as Clara had gotten the car up and under the panel that would make the car theirs, someone was heard yelling from across the street about that being their car. Tig rolled his eyes, his day couldn't get any worse now could it? They both looked over and seen a woman with two kids running across the street in a hurry.

"Please! Please I'm here! I'm right here!"

she said huffing, her kids coming up behind her watching Tig and Clara. Tig shook his head and moved away from Clara as he walked toward the woman.

"Sorry ma'am, but we're not towing your car because of how you're parked. You're behind on your payments."

The woman seemed rather startled by Tig's words, almost as if she didn't know. Clara ignored Tig and the woman as she continued to fool around with the levers a bit more to make sure that the car was on there good.

"Oh no please that must be a mistake! I just made payments this month!"

She said looking up at Tig with wide-eyes. Tig held out his arms and shrugged his shoulders.

"Sorry, ain't nothing I can do about it. We got the call, we gotta pick it up."

Just as Tig finished with his statement Clara looked over and raised a brow, watching as the woman suddenly became extra close to Tig. She walked up to him with her kids standing right there and got extremely close to him, causing him to raise a brow and place his hands on his hips.

"Maybe there's something you can do about it, sweetheart?"

Clara's eyes widened, watching as this woman placed her hands all over Tig's chest and messed around with his open work shirt, picking at the white shirt underneath; Clara had seen enough.

"Sorry ma'am, but rules are rules. I'm gonna have to ask you to step back from my partner and let us finish up our job."

Clara said as she walked toward the lady and all but put herself between Tig and the woman. Tig took a step back when Clara walked forward, surprised by the deep tone of her voice.

The woman scoffed and looked Clara up and down before crossing her arms over her chest and shifting her weight to one of her legs.

"Excuse me, but I was talking to him, not you. Why don't you go back to work?"

"Oh... so, you want us to take your car then?" Clara turned to Tig and shrugged her shoulders making a slight duck face smile that Tig couldn't help but smile about. "Well, you heard the lady, let's tow her piece of shit and get outta here."

"How dare you!"

The woman suddenly screamed at Clara as she had turned her back to the crazy woman. Clara quickly turned back around.

"Raising your voice in public calls for public disturbance, which if you weren't aware was a crime. Don't make me call the cops -- sweetheart."

Clara said, dragging out the 'sweetheart' causing the woman to shut her mouth and give one final huff before she yanked her kids up by their arms and drug them back off to who knows where. Tig's was highly impressed with the way she had handled the woman.

But as he turned around to congratulate her, he was lucky enough to catch sight of Clara's ass up in the air once again as she was finishing up attaching the car. He shook his head -- that woman whose car they were towing hadn't helped his problem at all.