"If she's built for one," says Dean, all the casualness he can muster in the rise and fall of his shoulder, "better just be one." He smiles at her, projecting earnest dismay as hard as he can. "If it's not made to take on extra weight, it'll be unsafe. But hey."
He reaches, almost settling a greasy hand on her thigh before he catches himself. "It'll be better. I can see what you're doing from the ground, and you can really show her off."
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Date: 2012-01-03 02:57 am (UTC)He reaches, almost settling a greasy hand on her thigh before he catches himself. "It'll be better. I can see what you're doing from the ground, and you can really show her off."