Shifting Gears

~SIENNA POV~

The garage smelled like leather and oil and money. Lights hung low and bright.

The Cars slept in a row like animals in a stable.

Though I've been here twice, I don't think I'll ever get used to this place. Men like Rafael had strange things. Cars were one of them. The way the engines shone made my chest tighten. I wanted to touch them. I wanted to call out the names of the ones I knew