At least as far as men go. If nothing else, at least she's seeking out men who are, more or less, good people. Though she can't deny that knowing Dean has a dangerous side is part of the appeal. Isn't that the best of both worlds? A sense of goodness and decency and boyish charm, but with a hard edge.
And she takes that touch as a signal of agreement, stepping closer until she's standing between Dean's knees.
There's something uniquely exciting about being the pursuer. It's not a role Nadine's played much - not of her own volition, anyway. Not for her own pleasure. She's always been dimly aware of the power she could have, if she exerted it. There's power in seduction and in being wanted. So much of her adult life she's shied away from it, hiding herself in bulky clothes and adopting a façade of shyness and invisibility.
It seems like madness now. How different she lives now, compared to just a few years ago. Had that even been living? It doesn't matter. Those days are gone and Nadine has finally begun living her life for herself.
"And if there's one thing this weird new life has taught me, it's that I wasted way too much of my life sitting around waiting." She reaches out to run her fingertips along the side of Dean's face, tracing the line of his jaw.
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At least as far as men go. If nothing else, at least she's seeking out men who are, more or less, good people. Though she can't deny that knowing Dean has a dangerous side is part of the appeal. Isn't that the best of both worlds? A sense of goodness and decency and boyish charm, but with a hard edge.
And she takes that touch as a signal of agreement, stepping closer until she's standing between Dean's knees.
There's something uniquely exciting about being the pursuer. It's not a role Nadine's played much - not of her own volition, anyway. Not for her own pleasure. She's always been dimly aware of the power she could have, if she exerted it. There's power in seduction and in being wanted. So much of her adult life she's shied away from it, hiding herself in bulky clothes and adopting a façade of shyness and invisibility.
It seems like madness now. How different she lives now, compared to just a few years ago. Had that even been living? It doesn't matter. Those days are gone and Nadine has finally begun living her life for herself.
"And if there's one thing this weird new life has taught me, it's that I wasted way too much of my life sitting around waiting." She reaches out to run her fingertips along the side of Dean's face, tracing the line of his jaw.