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It had sounded a lot more fun in theory. He’d imagined they’d get food, sit in the car, chat for a bit—
Then bam! The supernatural killer of the week would show up, wham, bam, thank you ma’am, and they’d be home in time for some kinky sex.
Okay, so maybe his expectations were more than a little unrealistic—but it always looked so much cooler in movies than in real life.
He exhaled, shifting in his seat for the third time in less than a minute.
“Can’t you sit still?” Derek growled from the driver’s seat.
“Is that a rhetorical question?” Stiles snarked, lifting his feet onto the dash.
Derek’s eyes flashed, and Stiles’ thigh was promptly swatted.
“Feet off the dash.”
Stiles groaned, dropping his feet. He managed to sit still for all of twenty seconds before his leg started bouncing.
Derek’s glare could have peeled paint.
“I can’t help it!” Stiles huffed, slumping back into the leather seat. “This is so boring. Not at all as hot as the movies make it out to be.”
Derek raised an eyebrow. “You thought a stakeout for a murderer would be hot?”
“Well, when you say it like that—”
Series
- Part 3 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
- Part 1 of Requested/Prompted Stories