Chapter 5 Weird feelings

DIANNA

Her heart skipped a beat as she stepped out of the car. Great, what's wrong with this darn vehicle now? She sighed and hopped back into the car, attempting to start it up. After a few futile tries, she finally gave up. Darn it, she was stuck there in the middle of nowhere. She turned around when another car pulled up beside her on the lonely path. Her eyes widened as she watched a tall, handsome man step out of the car with a smug smile on his face.

"Hey there, hi!" he smirked, his charming presence almost distracting her from her car troubles. His transparent T-shirt revealed a well-built chest and a pack-filled tummy.

"Checking me out?" he asked, teasingly raising an eyebrow. Caught off guard, she blushed and stumbled over her words.

"Uhm, not really. I'm just stranded, I mean, my car..." she managed to say, feeling a bit flustered.

"Oh, that's a shame. Hey, pretty car, didn't you have any respect for an angel?" he playfully scolded the car, and she couldn't help but chuckle. He was quite the flirt.

"That's crazy," she smiled, finding his antics oddly entertaining.

"Don't worry, pretty lady, I'm going to fix your stubborn car right away," he declared with a smirk.

"Really?" she asked, a mix of skepticism and curiosity in her voice.

"Yeah, really," he replied confidently, that smug smirk still on his face. She watched with fascination as he skillfully worked on the car, his hands moving swiftly.

"Are you a mechanic or something?" she asked, trying to make conversation in the midst of her amazement. He looked up and smirked. Clearly, he loved that expression.

"Not really, but I had to become one... just to save a pretty angel like you," he said, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes playfully. "Believe me, I've never been morally compelled to help anyone before, but I couldn't resist the urge to help you over and over again."

"Really?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Yeah," he nodded confidently. "You're truly beautiful, with the hottest figure I've ever seen. Trust me, I could fall for your fragrance."

"Awww!" she blushed, feeling flattered by his compliment.

"Done!" he announced triumphantly, igniting the car engine. She couldn't believe her eyes-what a magical touch he had! But then he abruptly turned off the engine.

"Thanks," she said gratefully, albeit slightly disappointed that the moment was over so soon.

"No problem," he replied with a nod. "Stay safe, pretty angel."

He started to walk away, and just as she was about to let him leave, she couldn't resist the urge to know more about this mysterious, quirky stranger.

"Hey!" she called out, feeling a bit awkward. "I'm Diana."

He turned back with a playful smile. "Oh, my bad," he said, feigning forgetfulness. "I'm 47."

"That's not a name," she chuckled.

"No, it is. My name is 47," he insisted with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Alright, Mr. 47. Nice meeting you," she said, amused by his unconventional introduction.

"Your welcome. By the way, do you have a business card?" he asked, grinning.

She laughed at his unexpected request. "Yeah, sure!" she replied snappily and stretched it over to him.

"Oh sweet," he said, staring at it.

"Just remember the guy who fixed your car and made your day a little more exciting."

"I definitely won't forget that," she replied, smiling stupidly.

Woah! Who's he?

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She was superb excited and couldn't wait to share her experience with that Mr. 47 of a guy with Donna.

"Seriously, that guy is so weird," she remarked.

"Absolutely! I mean, who calls themselves '47'?" Donna chimed in.

"Is he trying to be a gangster or something?" she pondered.

"Oops! I have no clue. All I know is he smells good, seems rich, and is pretty attractive," she confessed.

"Oh no, you're falling for that stranger already?" Donna teased.

"Hell no. I'm just being honest here. He helped me fix my car... That doesn't mean I'm willing to..."

"Have a one-night stand with him?" Donna finished her sentence with a mischievous grin.

"Come on, Donna. Stop being silly. You know I won't let any guy into my pants except for Derrick Lee," she smirked.

"Wait!" Donna paused for a moment, and she fluttered her eyelashes playfully.

"Are you crushing on Derrick Lee too?" she asked, utterly surprised.

"Yeah. What's the big deal?"

"No, it's just that I've had a crush on him too."

"What?!"

"We've both been crushing on the same guy all this time and never admitted it?" she sighed.

"That's crazy," she exclaimed.

"I love him, and I'm not giving up on my crush," Donna declared.

What?!

Is she serious?

"Same here. I'm not giving up either."

"Then both twin sisters will date the same guy," Donna suggested.

"No way!"

"Yes way."

"No way!" she yelled, and Donna huffed in response.

"Okay, how about this? Between Donna and Diana, the first one to have a chat with Derrick Lee gets to date him. How about that?" Mom intervened, walking into the room. She sighed and turned to face her as she took her seat beside Donna.

"Yeah... That sounds perfect," Donna agreed. "And what about you?" Mom asked, looking at her.

"Sounds good. I'm in," she replied cautiously. She couldn't afford to lose the chance to chat him up first.

"Who's up for a party tonight?" Donna asked, waving her hands excitedly.

"I'm here!" Mom shouted, and they all burst into laughter. "Count me in too," she chimed in.

"Great! I've already booked our tickets," Donna announced with glee.