Re: [declan and clementine, marvel]
Better you be careful than me. [Though Clementine, she didn't have a deathwish any. She liked her thrills, but she liked 'em safe. Casual sex, but real covered up with a rubber. A roller coaster, but the belt on real tight. She didn't drug, and she didn't drink hard, and she didn't go looking for things that might leave her hurting. She was loud as bells, and she was wild some, but she was careful. She liked living too damn much to be otherwise, and that was the real simple truth of it. The most dangerous thing she did was working, but she'd fuss at him about it, because she'd learned young that making Declan ornery was near as good as making him notice her.]
I'll take you dancing, and you'll hate every last minute like you were getting some teeth pulled. [She loved dancing to this kind of music, though she still did it in Dior and Louboutin. She had some jeans, but they were all designer, honey. But that sucked in breath of his, that went drawing her attention keen, and she sipped on her coffee as she waited to see if he told her true whatever made him react that way.]
Any love stories to tell? [She asked it playful, as if she wanted story time. Truth was, she just wanted to know what he'd been up to, and all that traveling wasn't near enough to the skin to appease Clementine any.] You already know about my failures in baby making. [Though she didn't think she'd ever told him who the baby's daddy was, but might be better if he didn't know. She didn't expect Declan to go being all protective any, but Murphys were real particular about their own blood.] You talked to Alexander any? He's got himself a child out there too.