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Hearing the familiar rumble of the Porsche, Sway glanced over her shoulder to watch it roll to a stop near the 'guni. She did have quite a fondness for that subtle yet somehow flashy car...and if he had owned it ten years ago, they might have met under far different circumstances. Like her trying to heist it, for instance. She turned her attention back to the water, one hand absently rising to press to the still-flat terrain of her belly. The wind had picked up some, the breeze refreshing against her skin as she watched whitecaps form farther out on the water. Amir's curse caused her to turn, one thin brow arching as an amused smirk curved her plump lips. Her blue eyes widened for a moment as Rebel came streaking across the beach, panic flaring for a brief moment that that huge dog would launch himself at her. The dog did probably weigh more that she, and hauling ass as he was? Wouldn't have been good! She instinctively put her hands out, but the dog didn't even pay her any mind as he all but launched himself into the water with the carefree joy of a dog who thought he was in heaven. She gave a soft laugh, shaking her head at the goofy animal. "Uh oh, Rebel. Look what you did! Now I get to wash Daddy's mouth out." She called after the dog, then looked back at her fiance. "Don't think they make any fuckin' soap clean enough to make much difference, though. And speaking of manners...a lady is present..." She winked, throwing in the f-bomb to let him know she was of course kidding. "You're upright, so I'm guessing he didn't damage the boys. Just rough you up a bit?" She looked him over as she stopped in front of him, as if assessing for injuries. Leaning up to brush her lips gently against his, she gave his chest a pat. "You still look pretty good to me, anyhow. Have fun with the boys?" Tumbler had taken to ripping apart the Complex as of late like a crazy man, insisting that renovations needed to be complete before the snow flew. Sway thought he was nuts, but hey...keeping the bulk of a man in check was Tori's job now. Lord, was she glad everyone had paired off, releasing her of her previous duties of managing the idiocy of their group of friends! ______________________________ I ain't takin' shit off no one Baby that was yesterday I'm an all American rebel Making my big getaway Yeah you know it's time I gotta fly  IMSA Lamborghini Murcielago GTR Spyder | |