He snapped his fingers before nodding as if that was something he should have known all along. “Ahhh, right. Forgot common sense goes over that thick skull of yours.” He only snickered at her words. “I could care less if you believe me or not sweetheart. I see no point I’m arguing it when you seem to be knee-deep in your own ignorance.” At least she stayed somewhat calm and wasn’t trying to chop his head off with her high heels. At this point, any other girl would be.
“Who said I wanted you around my finger? What good are you exactly hmm? After all, I doubt you can get me wrapped around your finger so easily.”
He was about to retort until he felt her hand on his chest. To say he didn’t tense at least slightly would be a lie, and when she whispered those next words into his ear and he gripped the wheel tighter before simply smirking and only turning his head slightly.
“And who said I wanted you specifically around my finger? If I finally ended up up doing that the end result would just be…so anticlimactic. I can tell.” That wasn’t necessarily the truth. She looked like someone who would be able to give him a great night. But he supposed that’s because of how she acted, and it was part of her little club description.
He rose a brow before laughing at her defensive line over the whole Barbie thing. Well. The last girl he slept with was most defintely real. “Well I would say prove it but that would require me to fuck you. Quite frankly…not sure I want to,” he said with a cocksure grin. Though that was another lie. He wouldn’t deny the girl had a great figure. He’d already established that. But why Dani was obsessed with her was…hard to figure out to say the least. She was an ass.
“Barbie? Well, we can’t all be perfect can we, but feel free to try Ken.” The smirk remained on his lips and he shrugged. “I guess I’m just so unreal that you’d mistake me for him. Do I get a spot in Barbies dream house too?”
He shook his head as he tried not to laugh, parking and unlocking the doors. “Don’t sound so disappointed the gal doesn’t know a Mario character. Afterall her time I’d spent picking out outfits, doing her nails and makeup, and fucking up peoples lives.” He slid the backpack over one shoulder and and shut the car door.
“Well, would you look at that, you two managed to make me late for fourth period. You coming Macy Bear, I feel like we have Chemistry.”
He gave an exxagerated wince at the line as he walked forward towards the entrance. “And I feel like it should be history, don’t you think sweetheart?” She drew a line across his face and he clenched his jaw before letting out a scoff and running his fingers along his cheek, following behind her. “No worries. My face still looks like a million bucks. This better not be waterproof. Otherwise you’re licking it off my face.”