➹BEEPER

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"It had better be an emergency."
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Last time, you gave me cake.

[Yes, he does know that she doesn't work like other people. Last time she gave him cake and asked if he loved her and watched him splutter a denial. How things change.

Today, he lets himself be lead.]

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[She flicks the lights on in the Garage, and there's a rusted shell of a car. It's hard to tell the make and model, but it's sleek, some kind of sports car.]

It's a work in progress.

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[It's a wreck, but Chase is all about bringing wrecks back from the brink. He moves away from her to circle the car, crouching down the opposite side of it and leaning back on his heels in appraisal.

Then he looks up. And he's too pleased for the deadpan look to quite play out.]

So it's a gift for both of us.

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Yes.

[She watches this, and there's an effusion of pleasure, endorphins going off in her head.]

And maybe I will put the gearshift on the roof.

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[He coughs, and laughs, and stands up again to watch her. For now at least, she's by far the better view.]

You don't need a gearshift.

[synanthrope]

Seats that give enough space for comfortable, leisurely sex.

[She puts her fingers on the hood, gently.]

I have to rebuild the engine, reformat the body, give it a new undercarriage - well, actually, I'll probably only really leave the general shell casing, when I'm done.

Do you like it?

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I love hearing you talk about it. [And he does. Anything that's a passion for her. He could lay back and listen to her talk about the threadcount of finer fabrics for an hour and be happy.] And I love your priorities.

[Comfortably, leisurely sex. And other kinds, if it's them.]

I love it.

[synanthrope]

[She reaches for his hand again]

It will take some time to get right. I should have done this much sooner, to be honest.