[Open Post] Where the Streets Have No Name

[lesandra]

Hey! Let's do a thing.

Throw up a starter, or let me know who you want and I will throw up a starter. Any of my muses are fair game. Lemme know who you want!

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[lockanthrope]

"Remember that when I'm covered in oil," he says, knowing he's going to let her teach him and make one step to being independent. It'll be good for him to know.

He pauses, giving her a look. "Did you just tell me you're going to get me dirty? Is that what you said?" He can't help himself. It feels like the Tyler Lockwood he'd once been and he had forgotten how that felt.

He's still watching her though, even as she argues that about being beautiful. "Well then, trust me on it. Definitely beautiful."

And he knows he's not talking about the pack and their actions, and he's not hiding that either. Maybe it's too much but he can't help himself.

His fingers curl around hers and when the tour's over, he doesn't let go. Not until she does. He just doesn't want to.

"I'm kinda tired, yeah but been enjoying myself too much. You can always take up my time."

[lesandra]

"It's a good thing I like a guy with a little oil on him," she said offhandedly, with a little grin. Hoping he'd let her teach him. Everyone should know how to change their oil if they are able to.

The little grin widened at his question which made her laugh. "Yeah, suppose I did," she smirked. "Besides, you stick around long enough and it'll be more than just a little oil."

Les glanced at him and found him watching her, causing her to smile. "Then I'll take your word for it."

Truth be told, she hadn't even realized she was still holding his hand well after the tour was over. And still, she didn't want to let his hand go. "You just remember you said that when you get some random text message in the middle of the night." She paused. "Come by the garage tomorrow and we'll get your car worked on. I'll teach you how to change your oil."

And she wanted to see him again.

[lockanthrope]

"Oh so you like 'em dirty," he teases, definitely flirting now. "I guess I can work with that."

And he is finding that he enjoys it. Not only that but believing she is definitely flirting as well.

Unlike her, Tyler is acutely aware he's holding her hand. It feels familiar, and like something he hasn't had since his other lifetime. That time before he realized he had to do more than just try and be normal, something he wasn't anymore.

"Tomorrow sounds good. Should I bring by lunch maybe?"

That's not a date, right? Even if it's a meal and an activity?

[lesandra]

"In more ways than one," she teases with a wink. She was definitely flirting with him, unable to help herself.

She was feeling drawn to him. She wasn't the easiest person to get to know but perhaps because of why he was here, Les felt she could trust him.

Les slides her thumb over the back of his hand and grins. "I'd like that," she nods. Was it a date if it also included one of the others? The truth was if only to herself, she was going to count it as a date.

[lockanthrope]

He had thought she had been flirting but he hadn't been sure. Now he is definitely sure of it. More than that, he likes it.

He uses that hold of their hands to draw her in a bit closer, even as he slows his steps.

"You gonna let me take you out for dinner too?"

[lesandra]

"Dinner, hm? I don't know," she drawls out, sending him a smirk and letting him draw her in a little closer. She places her other hand on his chest.

"That may depend on how lunch goes."

Les couldn't help herself, to flirt and tease him like this - it was fun. And the fact that he seemed to like it and was interested in her as well, was even better.

[lockanthrope]

He considers her with a grin, loving how this is going. It feels exciting and so different than where his life has been for months going on years.

"I guess I'll just have to be on my best behavior then, won't I?

Not that he didn't have plans for that. For so many reasons.

[lesandra]

She leans up and whispers into his ear. "It's okay if you're not on your best behavior too."

Les pulls back with a grin, her hand sliding from his chest. "So lunch tomorrow and then dinner. And, don't be too surprised if the guys want to take you out sometime."

Even as men, she was sure they'd be a little overprotective. As wolves, that was especially true.