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Thomas:-I climb into the drivers seat and adjust the seat, pushing it back as far as possible.- Oh this is tiny.
Bent:-I hold out my hand.- Hello sir. You must be Mr. Howards? I'm Bentley Shaw. I've come to take your daughter out.
(I answered the first one, not the second one so..if you could make her permanent that would be shamazing!) Thomas:-I smile, taking your hand and leading you out to the car.-
Bent:-I climb out and went up to the door, hoping her Pa would answer.-
Thomas:-I take the keys.- Might as well revoke my man card now. Ready Kinny?
Bent:-I pull into Phoebe's laneway.-
(What was Phoebe's last name? Howards?)
Thomas:-I smile.- I bet they were fruity tooty men that like drinking Mike's hard.
Thomas:-I cringe.- Does this mean we're taking the mini cooper?
Thomas:Let me rephrase that. Sex goddess, where do you want to go?
Thomas:-I laugh carrying Kinley into the kitchen.- Where do you want to go babe?
Thomas:-I smile, handing my son the keys to my truck.- Keep it on the road boy. No crop tours on the first date.
Bent:-I grin and take the keys, walking out to the truck I hop up inside. I drop my window and let my arm hang out as I back out and drive down the lane way, almost identical as to how Thomas drives.-
Bent:-I look at my phone.- Leaving in fifteen minutes.
Thomas:-I scoop you up.- Hey missy! Did you have a good time with Bent?
Bent:-I walk out.- She helped me get a girl haha.
Bent:So what? It's just a little dirty!
Bent:-I laugh, leaning backwards.- What's wrong with my hat? Thomas":-I smile.- Let's go find the kids.
Thomas:-I bite my lower lip.- Let's go out. We can go to this little diner in town.
Bent:-I attach the buckle to my belt and do it up.I grab a dirty old ball cap and put it on my head. The beak pointing almost straight up.-
Thomas:Do you want to take her out or eat here?
Bent:-I pick it up.- That one was from a rodeo in Canada.
Bent:Can you pick out a belt buckle for me?
Thomas:-I kiss your hands.- Are you sure?
Bent:-I laugh.- It's okay Kinley, I have boxers on. They're just like shorts. -I pull my jeans on.- All better?
Thomas:Juliet could take her for the night?
Thomas:Who's watching Kinley?
Bent:-I laugh and take the buckle off of my jeans, I pull the belt off and drop my jeans, grabbing clean jeans out of my dresser.-
Thomas:-I sit up and pull you into my lap.- I love you, thank you for agreeing to come with me.
Bent:-I pull on a simple plaid pearl snap and button it up.-
Bent:It's like a permanent picture on your skin honey.
Thomas:Come with me for the first three weeks. Then we'll figure everything out. -I take your hands in mine, kissing your fingers lightly.-
Thomas:Shortest time, 3 weeks. Longest, a year and a half maybe.
Bent:No, that's a tattoo Kinley.
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