Baby, talk dirty
How's this for some hot flirting:
He ignored the warning in her voice and leaned closer. "You smell much nicer than the pigs."
She couldn't help but smile at that. "I should hope so."
"I like your perfume," he told her. "It's similar to what you wore in high school, but sexier."
"It's the same perfume I wore in high school," she admitted.
I'm so glad I'm not still wearing Charlie Red and getting up at 5:30 to blow out my hair. I miss the flannel, though.
He ignored the warning in her voice and leaned closer. "You smell much nicer than the pigs."
She couldn't help but smile at that. "I should hope so."
"I like your perfume," he told her. "It's similar to what you wore in high school, but sexier."
"It's the same perfume I wore in high school," she admitted.
I'm so glad I'm not still wearing Charlie Red and getting up at 5:30 to blow out my hair. I miss the flannel, though.