@drragonqueen "I wouldn't want you anywhere else," Jon smiles feeling her arms slide around his waist turning to face her, "I like the way you look here." He cups her face in his hands as he presses his lips to hers.
"Let me show you around." He takes her»
@drragonqueen «Past his motorcycle and the empty spot where his sister's car would be. "We seem to have the house to ourselves for the evening." He swings open the door leading into the house.
@drragonqueen "It's been in my family for centuries. We just got it rebuilt and updated." He turns and watches as her eyes sparkle, he couldn't remember seeing anything so beautiful in all his days. "I'm glad you like it." Jon leads them through the garage.»
@drragonqueen «head as they pull into the gate around his home. He drives past the weirwood tree in the yard and into his garage. Jon walks around opening her door, "We're here."
@drragonqueen «wolves were a better judge of character than some of the Starks themselves. Jon hated to admit that to himself. Poor judgment killed his father, killed his brother. He couldn't let the same thing happen to him.
He shakes the thoughts from his»
@drragonqueen Jon grins over in her direction, before shifting the car in gear and heading in the direction of his house. He had a feeling Ghost would like her. He liked most everyone. Until they laid an ill finger on him or anyone in his family.
The Stark»
@drragonqueen «side to slide behind the wheel.
It had been far too long since Jon felt this happy about anything. Finding someone that he connected with was something he never thought he'd find.
"Are you ready to meet Ghost?"
@drragonqueen He smirks against her lips, entertaining the thought for just a moment. "I suppose either would be more comfortable than here." Jon releases her reluctantly and opens the door for her. He watches as she climbs in before walking around the other»
@drragonqueen « turning her to face him, hands gripping on the curve of her hips and pushes her into the side of the car. "I like spending time with you." Jon's dark eyes lock on her violet ones. A hand glides along her form, cupping her face and his lips »