Nadine's definition of 'good' is perhaps more broad and generous than most. But she considers herself practical, and understands that 'good' and 'bad' are subjective terms that were made up by people in the first place. By her own standards, Dean certainly counts as good. He's proven, to her at least, that he cares about the things that matter. Protecting people means something to him. And it means something to her.
But all things considered, Nadine's bar is probably on the low side.
It doesn't matter. She wants him, and he's agreeable, and that's all there is to it. That's all there needs to be. She doesn't need justification and excuses or reasons why it's alright. There's something to be said for base, primal attraction.
And indulging in it.
When Dean moves in, Nadine moves to meet him. Her hand slips to the back of his head, laying palm and fingers against the curve of his skull. She matches the chasteness of the kiss for a moment, lips closed and gentle as she notes the novelty of it. But soon her mouth is moving invitingly against his, not demanding but urging him to deepen the kiss.
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But all things considered, Nadine's bar is probably on the low side.
It doesn't matter. She wants him, and he's agreeable, and that's all there is to it. That's all there needs to be. She doesn't need justification and excuses or reasons why it's alright. There's something to be said for base, primal attraction.
And indulging in it.
When Dean moves in, Nadine moves to meet him. Her hand slips to the back of his head, laying palm and fingers against the curve of his skull. She matches the chasteness of the kiss for a moment, lips closed and gentle as she notes the novelty of it. But soon her mouth is moving invitingly against his, not demanding but urging him to deepen the kiss.