Reader's pov

Fuck! The bell! Please don't be Vincent! Please don't be Vincent! While I internally panicked Bo looked over to the door. "You two should really get a room." I don't know this person. I look over, still stuck on the counter. A dude aroundmy age, wearing a black t-shirt and cargo shorts, probably 5'9" but says he's 6'1". Bo smiles, a fake awkward smile, and opens his mouth to start some sort of conversation. "Sorry you had to see that. How can we help you." I start and put on a kind smile before hopping off the counter. "Are you the mechanic?" The man looked over my outfit. "Didn't think so. I wanna talk to Him about my issue." My eye twitched out of irritation for a split second. See I can understand being annoyed in this guy's situation. Somethings wrong with his car, he just walked in on an intimate moment, and he's probably tired from driving. But I'm already semi passed off at this cock block. And on top of that this dude wants to act like some mediocre misogynist character in a horror movie that would die like second?! I'm going for this Fuckers Ankles!

Bo seeing my body language change looks back at the guy. "How can I help ya?" Bo asks while wrapping his arm around my hip. "I'm Bo by the way. I own the station. And this is my lovely little lady, (y/n). They help me out round here." "Cole. Somethings up with my car. Can have a look at it?" Of course his name fucking Cole. He put emphasis on the you to Bo. I just tried to not roll my eyes. "Sure thing. You mind (y/n)?" "Not at all. I'll get some coffee." I tell Bo with a soft smile. "Thanks hun." He says and gives me a quick kiss on the forehead. "Can I get you anything while you wait? Coffee? Tea?" A stiletto up your ass? Cole nods but doesn't make eye contact with me. "Black coffee. Think you can handle that?" Can you handle a screwdriver getting shoved up your urethra? I gotta calm down or this dude is gonna think he's winning. "Like, totally, it's like not a problem whatsoever." Bimbo voice kicked in as I grabbed my purse and walked out the doors. "Don't have a coffee maker here?" Cole asked raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, no, no we don't. But this'll be like no time at all." I smiled and shot Bo a look. "Grab me something sweet hun." Bo says and I nod before walking out.

As I starter walking and thinking about if Vincent had anything to put in that guy's coffee I glance over to the dudes car. I'm not really good with types of cars, all I could tell is that it had camping supplies on the roof. "Hmm." I kept thinking as I walked closer to the museum. I wonder if Vincent's got anything I could put in this dude coffee. And what's the camping gear about? Why didn't Lester call to give us a heads up? Shit I left my phone at the house! This place is pretty hard to just stumble upon. But I guess there is more than one way into town. Hmmmm. My thoughts continue as I open the museum door. "Vincent! You in! I need something!"

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3rd person pov

(Y/n) walked happily back to the station. A coffee in one hand, a monster in the other, two honey buns in their purse, and a bright smile on their face. Walking into the station they looked around for Bo and the Cole guy. "Hey Bo! I got you a honey bun!" "Garage!" Bo called back out. (Y/n) made their way over and almost had to try not to smile too wide. Cole was visibly pissed off and yelling on the phone to someone. "What the fuck Kevin?!" He shouted. (Y/n) set the coffee infront of Cole and smiled. He just shewed them away and took it. The smile wouldn't go away for (y/n) though. Going over to Bo they pulled out a honeybun and handed it over. "You good? You're kinda creeping me out." Bo jokes. "Yeah, no, I'm good. Vincent makes a great cup of coffee." They kissed Bo on the cheek and turned to watch Cole. Sipping on that coffee. "Great! No one can get here till tomorrow! Just fucking great!" Cole started going off then turned to (y/n). "And this coffee fucking sucks! Can't you get something so fucking simple right?!" (Y/n) was slightly taken back by the sudden outburst. "Hey man, you do not get to talk to them like that." Bo immediately went to defend (y/n). No one was allowed to insult them but him. (Y/n) felt their smile widen a little. "Whatever. When will you have that part?" He asked Bo acting like he didn't just insult (y/n). They kept their smile as Bo answered. "I got it up at the house." "You keep car parts at your house?" Cole asked semi irritated. "I get em delivered there when I'm not here." Bo answers before taking another bite of his honeybun. "We can head on up if you want. Take no time at all." Bo had on his 'charm the people' smile. The one where you might think he's not a threat in the slightest. "Sure, whatever." The Cole guy agreed and started to walk passed (y/n). As he walked infront of them, (y/n) reached over and grabbed one of the tools laying around. Bo watched shocked as a loud THWAK! filled the station.

(Y/n) finally let out the laughter they had been holding in and sighed. "He was so fucking annoying!" Bo tried not to look too freaked out as he carefully took the tool from (y/n)s hand. "So, what was in that coffee?" "Paint water." (Y/n) smiled as they grabbed the man's Ankles. "Help me out this dude's heavy!" They continued to laugh. Bo felt a love struck grin tug at his face as he watched (y/n) drag Cole's body. "I'm so into you right now." He whispered under his breath before helping (y/n) move the body.

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AUTHORS NOTE!

Hey all, thank you all so much for all the reads and for enjoying my little story here. I appreciate it all sooooo much! But I do have a serious message for my readers with a uterus, my queen reader's, and my poc readers. With the overturn of Roe.V. Wade I'd like to remind you all that Oregon's borders are open and if you ever need to take a "vacation" here there are many lovely sights to see. With that I will see you all in the next chapter! STAY SAFE!