flushes
"I see." She blows a stray strand of her white hair out of her eyes.
He chuckles at her frustration and wraps his arms around her to reach the tools, whispering instructions in her ear. His front presses tightly against her back.
"Sorry to say this, Rems," she drawls, "but running a radiator flush ain’t that sexy."
He laughs outright at that and he catches her smiling.
They bend over their work together and he studies her hopelessly lost look as he walks her through all the wonders of cars.
He cannot help but think she does this for him.
He chuckles at her frustration and wraps his arms around her to reach the tools, whispering instructions in her ear. His front presses tightly against her back.
"Sorry to say this, Rems," she drawls, "but running a radiator flush ain’t that sexy."
He laughs outright at that and he catches her smiling.
They bend over their work together and he studies her hopelessly lost look as he walks her through all the wonders of cars.
He cannot help but think she does this for him.
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