[The laugh that leaves James next is shaky at best and tempted at least. His hand twitches under the magnetic pull that her touch seems to have on him but it doesn't move. He's in control, he tells himself. He's a reasoning person. He can walk away.
Every new mantra sounds weaker and weaker in his mind.]
Skip. We are not having sex in my car.
[He says it like he wants to take the fun out of everything. Maybe that'll help. To call a spade a spade. He is not letting a spoiled brat tell him what to do.
Even if she wasn't saying anything.
He hasn't quite moved away yet though. Something that he is pointedly ignoring.]
no subject
Every new mantra sounds weaker and weaker in his mind.]
Skip. We are not having sex in my car.
[He says it like he wants to take the fun out of everything. Maybe that'll help. To call a spade a spade. He is not letting a spoiled brat tell him what to do.
Even if she wasn't saying anything.
He hasn't quite moved away yet though. Something that he is pointedly ignoring.]