<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/ClarkLeightonLarge.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Clark Jacoby Leighton</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13070156#msg13070156)<br/><strong>Time / Location:</strong>Evening, Outside the Ortiz House<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Desiree<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Driving to Weaver Way (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264907.msg13081343#msg13081343)<br/><br/>He grinned at her laugh, grunted at the tug on his hair. "All fake girlfriends are from Canada, didn't you know that, Desi?" A sly pout and he squeezed her thigh before letting go too. "I know you love experiments, but do you love them enough to spend a favour on them?" Clark was pretty comfortable with teasing Desi like this. They had butted heads about stuff before, but they'd always sorted it out later. And Clark was pretty sure if he'd given in when he was deeply opposed Desi would have found someone else to mess with long ago. Possibly after getting him in real trouble.<br/><br/>"I'll drive over. Saves carrying the booze, and if it's a total dive, we can bail before I've had more than a beer." He watched her get in, eating up the look of her in the dress, and details like the seatbelt crossing down between her breasts. She knew he found her sexy, no need to hide it. And playing it up a bit helped smooth over the times when he had to point out it wasn't a free ticket to whatever she wanted. From him anyway, Clark wasn't quite sure if there was someone else in the community she had her claws in. If he thought about it, he was much happier not knowing. He didn't want to care if was true, but it was easier not to care if he didn't know.<br/><br/>Shifting into gear, he pulled out into the road and drove over to Weaver Way (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264907.msg13081343#msg13081343).