Believe it or not he would have actually enjoyed spending time with Rachel. He didn't constantly want sex. He wasn't an animal. Well. Maybe in the bed, but otherwise he could be decent. He could be a good dude. Though right now it was a little difficult for him not to tilt his head and try to imagine what was underneath that nightie. Damn she looked good in it. He needed to find a proper distraction.
He stepped into the kitchen further and hopped onto a counter. He smiled over at her by the sink. "I play the guitar. It's out in my truck." No one knew about this hobby. Finn was the only one, but that was mainly because the jammed together some weekends. "I could go get it and you could really show me your pipes."
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Date: 2012-02-19 10:00 am (UTC)He stepped into the kitchen further and hopped onto a counter. He smiled over at her by the sink. "I play the guitar. It's out in my truck." No one knew about this hobby. Finn was the only one, but that was mainly because the jammed together some weekends. "I could go get it and you could really show me your pipes."