His hand on her thigh oddly kept her calm, it was that same sensation that he always brought out in her, contentment. Just pure contentment. Safety. But what they were doing right now, at a red light in the middle of the city, that was hardly going to make him less suspicious.
"I'm not worried about Dean seperating us, you wouldn't let him"
And right now she wasn't, she was focused on the man with his long and unexpectedly expert fingers tangling in her hair, the man kissing her. But she couldn't deny if he gave her that look, they'd pull in and Dean's suspicion would be the last thing on either of their minds. The slow kiss didn't help. Didn't help at all.
"How do I motivate you then?" she asked, wondering what he could possibly do that wouldn't please her. Even though he'd pulled his hands away from her thigh and was focusing on the road again, she still was bemused that he thought he could ever dissapoint her.
"Tell me?" she added with a smile reaching over to run down his leg, Men could multitask.