"I don't mind you being here, Dom. I didn't think you would walk back here, but since you did, might as well enjoy the show."
Dominique looked at him then and said, "Um, no. I think I will just wait out in the car for you. I thought you would be ready to go when I got here."
"Oh, I'm ready to go. Anytime you want," Tim said, smirking.
"That's not what I meant and you know it. I can plainly see what you mean. Can you please put some clothes on?" Dominique said.
"Why? You don't mind what you see and you know it. You'd have to be blind not to see what you are thinking about."
"I'm not blind, Tim. I know you are attractive. You always have been. I do wonder about these marks on you. I didn't notice them the other day but I wasn't really looking at you. You never had those before. What happened?" Dominique asked as she ran her fingers over the scars.
