Re: All the strength of a raging fire. "No, it's not bad. I want to be with you, yeah. I think I've wanted you for quite a while. I don't know why it took me so long to realize."
"Wanted me?" It sounded so... deep? So real. David's face remained neutral, honestly a bit surprised by her conclusion. But Frankie spoke again and his ears perked at her next words, and they brought a smile back to his face. "You really could, though," the Brit assured her as his hand began to comb through her hair where it sat at the end of the arm that was holding Frankie.
Auster's eyes went very wide at Mix's suggestion and he breathed out slowly, chest lowering in the process. He turned to his side and faced Frankie, only minimally readjusting their positions. "I've not done that before, for the record. I'm not opposed," his breathing was a little heavy at that point. "Use my shower," he winced with one eye, still watching her face with purpose. "I'll go next, then you can get ready so I can drive you..." he smiled, and he meant it.