The day started like any other, lunch break perfectly timed to fit clockwork of shift change. But his eyes made a beeline for me in the corner of the garage. Sunrays spilled in through the windows in the smoky darkness as he came closer, electricity sparking between us, both of us reaching for the same tool as if destiny had led us to it. He smiled and the proximity made my heart race, my skin burning for his rough hands to touch it.