Shane's past makes my chest ache and it is not pity I feel for him. His past has defined who he is and one thing I admire about him is that he didn't let it affect him in the worst ways making him cruel, instead he is pure. I see Shane as a strong man before and now even moreso.

A slight bit of anger goes through me on how his parents have done.

"Where is your mind at, little paws?" His voice is soft.

"Honestly, how strong I thought you were and now I see you're stronger than any man I know to go through all of that and still be how you are. Also how it makes me feel anger towards your parents for how they done because there is no right for them to say that to you. A good man knows when he needs some help and if Tanker helps you then there is nothing wrong with that at all."

"There you go again knowing just the words to say."

I can barely make out the peaceful look that passes over his face.

"I speak from the heart." I can't help but let some of my sass show.

Shane laughs a little. "Tanker helps me but so are you."

I can feel a sudden warmth and fuzzy feeling spread through my body.

"How have I helped?" I ask out of curiosity.

"Never once have I felt forced to tell you anything. I know the other night you felt my scars but never questioned them, nor have you ever questioned why I had a service dog. I felt things for you the night at the clinic when we met and things you said. Everything always seems so wise for your age but not like you're just saying it to be nice. When you speak things I can feel the truth behind your words."

I go to reply but my words are cut off when Shane lets go of my hand that he has been holding for awhile. I can tell the atmosphere in the truck went from relaxed and talking, getting to know each other more, to serious.

"What is wrong?" I ask when I feel the truck slow with Shane changing between gears, as he pulls us off to the side of the interstate.

At least this section seems to have a wide shoulder area.

"One of the gauges started running to hot." Shane sighs.

"That isn't good is it?" I ask and feel stupid.

"Not really it could mean a number of things really. I can hear the fan working so I don't think it is that so I have to raise the hood."

"Can I help with anything?" I unbuckle the seatbelt.

"Sure. You can hold the flashlight for me. I don't want you climbing on anything though." Shane pops the brakes and turns the truck off, pressing a button above his head to turn on a light inside the truck. He leans over and pulls out a flashlight, putting it in his pocket.

"Sure." I nod.

"Tanker stay." Shane commands, before jumping out and closing the door. I see him run around and I open my door to get out of the truck. I am not jumping like he did because I would probably break my neck, so I grab the bar and use the two steps.

Shane takes my hand and I move my free hand to his pocket and pull the flashlight out. His breathing picks up since it was in his jeans and close to another place.

I follow Shane as he moves something on the truck above the tire area on the front.

"Stand right here so you don't get hit." Shane lets my hand go and I turn the flashlight on.

The moon is shining bright which helps with the light also. I am mesmorized as Shane puts a foot in the open spot on the front bumper and stands up to grab ahold of the eagle that sits on the top. I thought that was just for decoration, but he pulls back with his weight and the hood comes up.

That is beyond cool how the hood opens backwards from how my car hood just goes up.

Shane moves around the side and pulls gloves out of his back pocket that he grabbed once he jumped out and before shutting the door. With the gloves on he climbs up onto the truck and stands in a funny way over things.

"Okay Samantha, just walk over here and shine the light where my hand shows please." Shane lets me know.

I walk up and use the flashlight and see where the one hand points to an area. No sooner than the light hits it Shane cusses slightly.

"Well, we can't go anywhere until I get someone out here to fix the clamp for the radiator hose. It is busted." Shane sighs and moves back, I step back as he jumps off the truck once more.

"Talk about a monkey man." I whisper but in this moment all the insects and traffic seemed to have stop making it more than easy for him to hear me.

Shane chuckles and takes his gloves off. "I'll put the hood back down for now."

I get in the truck on my own. Right when I get in the seat, Shane's head is above the height of the hood with him putting it back down.

Dang seeing him like that out there got me all hot and bothered, my underwear is soaked and I am starting to worry if it is fixing to go through my jeans.

Shane gets in the truck and looks at his phone.

"So I can get a repair truck out here at dawn since the place closest to us won't come out at night." Shane puts his phone down after several minutes, and lays his head back on the head rest.

"This is going to be fun. I get the whole experience on the first trip." I try to make light of it all.

"I am sorry Samantha, this was not planned at all." Shane looks over at me and I can see him clearly with the inside light still on.

I shrug my shoulders. "I know and it is out of your hands. You have said how you check things and I have seen you do some of it."

"It is to far to try and walk in the dark to either hotel since we are in the middle of them both at the moment. I prefer you not walk fifteen miles either way and there is no drive service in these parts." Shane explains.

"As I said I get the full experience." I smile.

"You can take the bed in the sleeper and I can sleep some up here." Shane smiles. I watch him lock his door and I do the same.

When Shane looks at me, I shake my head.

"What?" He gives me a funny face.

"I don't want to take the bed by myself. It may not be comfortable but we can both fit on it easily. Remember how small I am." I laugh lightly.

"If you're sure." Shane seems to study me.

"I wouldn't say it if I wasn't. Come on muscles, in the back we go." I laugh and move to get to the bed. Tanker jumps onto the floor and I feel a pop on my backside.

I turn my head and stop moving. "Did you just spank me?"

Shane laughs. "Couldn't help it with it right here in my face and just looks so good."

That is it there goes my pants completely now! I never thought a simple thing like that would make me even wetter.