Catch-All Post

[about2knowme]

[OOC: For TFLN overflow and the like.]

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[shelbycobra]

My lips are sealed. I'll send you something from Hawaii.

[This followed by the picture of her lounging in her bikini on the beach because she can.]

[about2knowme]

I can make a suggestion what I'd like to have...

[shelbycobra]

Try me.

[about2knowme]

How fast can they ship you here?

[shelbycobra]

I can be on a plane in an hour if you'll be there when it lands.

[about2knowme]

Done. And bring that bikini.

[shelbycobra]

Is it bikini weather over there? Otherwise you're warming me up.

[about2knowme]

I've a hot tub.

[shelbycobra]

You win. I'll see you in a few hours.

[And then a few hours later.]

I must really like you because I think my ass has gone numb from this plane seat.

[about2knowme]

A nice massage will remedy that.

[shelbycobra]

I love the things you do with your hands.

[It's the last text she sends because she's stepping off the plane shortly after. Shelby didn't even bother to change so he's seeing her in full vacation wear: a light sundress and nothing else, not even her hair up this time.]

[about2knowme]

[It actually is a warm day, warm enough that Deckard's Jaguar has the top down when he comes to pick her up. He makes no attempt to hide the appraising look he gives her in that dress, but he does hold the door open for her.[

Now this is what I'd call a quality delivery service.

[shelbycobra]

I try to please.

[She chuckles as she steps into the car and relaxes. It's a long plane flight from Hawaii and she's ready to unwind.]

Where are we going?

[about2knowme]

Private beach house I know. Figured if I was gonna pull you out of paradise, I better make it worth your while.

[shelbycobra]

I look forward to seeing it. I can show you my new ring.

[The massive championship ring sitting on her hand right now.]

Should I ask how you've been or not?

[about2knowme]

[Deckard shrugged as he drove.]

You know me. Up to no good.

[shelbycobra]

Then I won't ask. It's better if I don't know.

[For sponsors and contracts and her own general health.]

[about2knowme]

Right enough.

[They were at the house a few minutes later, and Deckard led her inside.]

Drink?

[shelbycobra]

Mm. Just a beer if you've got one.

Nice place. It's bigger than mine I think.

[about2knowme]

[Deckard left and returned a minute later with two bottles, both open and still frosted from the fridge. He handed one over.]

Actually belongs to a...business associate of mine who's out of town. Feel free to look around, get comfortable.

[shelbycobra]

[She'll just relax on the couch and take a drink.]

You're making me miss Europe, you know.

[about2knowme]

[Deckard nods.]

It's the accent, isn't it?

[shelbycobra]

It's everything. The environment is different here, the racing is different here.

[To explain as she just sprawls herself on the couch not thinking he might need some space there.]

I lived here for a few years after college. Did factory driving for Aston Martin. It was very valuable experience because European racing is a lot different from American racing.

I didn't get a hot tub, though!

[about2knowme]

Everything about driving's different there.

[Of course, he's thinking of car chases and evading police rather than racing, but he keeps that part to himself. Deckard raises an eyebrow.]

Driven a few Astons in my life.

[He waves a hand towards the sliding glass doors that lead out onto a patio.]

It's right out there whenever you want it.

[shelbycobra]

Aston's a great team to work for. They sent me a DB9 when I won my championship. I hope they don't feel the need to do that again.

[She wouldn't know what to do with it. Shelby already has four cars and in her head that's like three too many.

She glances up at him and beckons him over, he's way too far away for her taste.]

Only way I'm getting in there is if you're coming with me, handsome.