noteasytobepink | Wheelsy AU ~ Tire changing

"Hey, you're just good medicine." Clarice chuckled and stretched her arms up over her head to drape across Bill's middle. He was not getting away from compliments hahahaha!

"Ooo, exclusive is easy. You ignore anyone who tells you you don't belong and teleport anyone who lays a hand on you!"

He gave a shrug, not denying the compliment this time, either.

"Well I can't teleport. I also don't know how much fun I'd have at a fancy party. Barbeques an' bon fires are more my speed."

"The fun of a fancy party is making your own fun despite scheduled or acceptable activities." She grinned. "Like eating with only one fork or skinny dipping in the pool."

He quirked an eyebrow at her.

"I think you an' me got different ideas of fun."

"What, you don't think skinny dipping sounds fun? Or shocking people who use too many table implements?" What planet was he from?!

Bill made a show of thinking about it, then shook his head.

"Umm... no. I'd rather not get arrested in my birthday suit, an' I don't need folks lookin' down their noses at me for my table manners."

"Bill..." she said, serious as she could manage. "...I'm not sure we can remain friends with an attitude like that."

Beat.

Gigglefit.

"Maybe not, if you're gonna be gettin' me into trouble," he agreed, then joined her in laughing.

"Me? Never! I'll make sure to never, ever tell the Sheriff, who needs a sterling rep, when I'm going swimming naked or tweaking high browed types until they cringe...."

"Hey, the sheriff don't know can't hurt you."

He gave her a shrug and a wink.

"And even if I tell him I can always say I was joking." Innocent smile! INNOCENT! "Can you tell when I'm joking?"

He studied her a moment, then shook his head.

"Not really, no."

Same innocent smile.

"And so the sheriff will be kept safe and ignorant of my wilder actions!" She reached up lazily to poke his nose. "My friend Bill on the other hand..."

"Your friend Bill still won't be skinny dippin' at a rich people party, sorry." He laughed, wrinkling his nose when she poked it.

"I will buy the first round of drinks, though, when we reach the bar."

"Eh, well, luckily such swimming can be enjoyed without annoying the rich and powerful as well." She smirked and sat up finally. "We ready to move? Maybe dry enough?"

"See, right there I can't tell if you're kiddin' or not. It seems like you're tryin' to convince me to do it."

He eyed her suspiciously, but it was still in fun.

Dragging himself up with a grunt, he brushed grass off his back and nodded.

"Yeah, I guess we outta if we're gonna make it to town before it gets dark."

She gave him big, innocent eyes and helped him get grass off his shirt before turning around so he could do the same for her back. "Are you telling me you have never once skinny dipped country boy?" For shame! It was a traditional country-type activity for the young and robust!

Wasn't it?

"Or was that Bill-speak for 'quit asking me about naked swimmin'?"

He helped brush her off, then stooped to put his shoes back on.

Straightening up again, he dusted his hands and looked down at her.

"Now, I never said that." Giving her a smirk, he hooked his thumbs into the front pockets of his jeans and started walking.

She didn't bother with her shoes, keeping them draped over a shoulder by their laces. "Nope, you never did" She agreed with a cheerfulness that implied she might just be picturing it. Why not after all?

"And if anyone does offer a ride I'm going to inform them we forgot how to skinny dip and went in clothed."

He cocked an eyebrow at her after hearing her tone, and shook his head in bemusement, sure she was just trying to get him blushing again.

"You will not. I'll say I fell in an' needed savin' before I run with a story like that." It implied too much, plus was embarrassing.

Nah, though he was adorable when he blushed! She just thought it was a pretty picture was all, a younger Bill getting talked into going down to the swim hole at night maybe...

"What will you say if I beat you to answering?" she asked, curious. "Would you call me a liar?"

If he could hear her thoughts he would be beet red. As it is, the way she's studying him gets a touch of flushness into his features.

She liked him, he was at least competent enough to tell that, but he was also sure it was as a friend. A friend she liked to tease. Which was fine, because he liked her, too. He was just a little less certain what his feelings were, but was prepared to convince himself it was only friends, too.

No need to mess this up or embarrass himself down the road.

Shaking his head, he casaully replied, "Nah, I'd just tell 'em you're crazy."

Yeah, well, time would tell? She wasn't going to jump him or anything when for all she knew she could be gone tomorrow, or next week...he didn't deserve that. Until then she could tell him he had a nice ass though, just to watch the blushing!

She'd be just as happy for him if he decided to date one of the nurses or Ms. County-fair pie winner or something!

"Oh sure, go for the easy excuse!" She stuck her tongue out at him as a matter of course. "'You see, she's crazy, what with the all over body tattoo and all. But harmless I assure you please let us in the car!'"

"What? You're the one who wanted t'bring it up at all. Me, I think it'd be funner to act casual, an' make 'em wonder."

Given the chance, people would come up with more outlandish ideas on their own than if they were given one.

"That's also known as the lazy way," Clarice laughed, peering up and down the road when they got back to it.

"Granted, wouldn't want you running out of energy before we get to town but..."

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