[He laughs] He is cute, and green as hell, but that could be a good thing. [He's not above pushing her buttons right back.
He shifts back, hands sliding down her chest and stomach to the waistband of her jeans. He starts to undo them, still watching her avidly. There's a glint of covetous interest in his eyes, but he isn't actually jealous. Not yet, anyway.]
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He shifts back, hands sliding down her chest and stomach to the waistband of her jeans. He starts to undo them, still watching her avidly. There's a glint of covetous interest in his eyes, but he isn't actually jealous. Not yet, anyway.]
"Crooks", plural? Who else are you into?