He was saying a lot, almost begging for the chance to get to know her and then he had to drop those words and her eyes narrowed. She looked over at the table of girls in their perfectly curled hair and their cardigans and skirts looking at her like she was some sort of creature.

"You don't know what fast is farm boy." She reached over and snagged the front of his shirt hauling him to her for a kiss that drew a chorus of startled gasps from the pristine teens at the table behind them.

"Get me the address for the garage, we'll see if you have anything I can work with." Her words whispered against his lips as she drew back and released him.

A sidelong glance to the gaggle of good girls and a smirk to their collective looks of mortification.