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"I guess so," he replied cheekily. *** She gave a nod. "Good."
He observed her. "Whatever you'd like."
He smiled slightly, his gaze not leaving his work. "Of course I'll finish it." *** She leaned back with a small grin. "All good things, I...
"You gotta tell me what you wanna do."
"No, not at all. You can't go back on your deal." *** She turned as well, slightly intertwining their legs to rest hers as well. "Nope."
He brushed her hair back. "Relax?"
He nodded. "Yeah. I told you I would." *** She looked over at him with a raised brow. "Would you be irritated?"
"Well what do you say?"
He glanced over teasingly. "Hm. Just your hat." *** She didn't seem to mind, resting her arms over his legs.
He grinned, raising an eyebrow. "So make out?"
He offered a small, nervous smile, looming back out the window. *** Dion leaned back again, taking his bag and pulling something out of it. It...
"We could do that. We could do anything, really."
He nodded. "Yeah, I think so." *** Dion looked over at her with a small smile. Even he wasn't able to hide all of his excitement. "I have no...
He huffed. "But it's still so early."
Dion was watching out the window curiously, his eyes scanning the sides of the roads. Jaz looked back at her. He seemed more relaxed in the car...
He chuckled. "I love you too."
Dion relaxed against the window, watching out of it. "This isn't really that bad. We found it in the radio." Jaz frowned slightly, looking...
He grinned, kissing her nose. "So are you."
She got him, resulting in a sigh. He looked up when the music started. "Huh.." *** Blaise paused as well, scrunching her nose. "Music?" ***...
He nodded. "I enjoyed it."
