“I get the feeling you’re not selling cookies."
She laughed, squeezing around him. “I appreciate this, Tony, I really do.”
Shutting the door, he followed her into the living room. “What’d you do this time?”
“Got sent up here on a mission. My house got torched.”
“Wait. Seriously? What happened?”
“Dunno, got my dog, got home, no house left.” She shrugged. “Its three hour drive from DC to here..”
damesnowflake-blog reblogged this from starkstateofmind and added: She laughed and put her head on his shoulder. “The offer is there if you want it.” She murmured. “On one condition.”
starkstateofmind reblogged this from damesnowflake-blog and added: He snickered and bit his lip through a grin. “Well, sure, but those aren’t the toys I was referring to."
