Grinning wickedly, Katherine slid into the passenger side and eased the door shut behind her. Foregoing the seat belt, the brunette settled in the seat. Katherine had been in her share of classic cars, but Dean's Impala was impressive. There was a bit of himself in there too at the sight of the tape collection in the back and shot him a curious glance. "Got anything good back there?" she asked, nodding towards the collection in the back. "I peg you as the rock type, maybe?"
She slid over and kicked off her ankle boots, curling her legs up on the seat, and snuggling as close to the human hunter as she could. Mm. She wanted to break so many rules right now. Katherine was more than willing to slide off those perfect fitting jeans and put him in her mouth, but she didn't. She settled for putting her face in the nap of his neck. His pulse beat against lips, but Katherine had perfect control. She easily planted kisses on the skin, dragging her teeth lightly and harmlessly.