Until he's started the engine the wheel is fair game to anyone but him. She tuts, trying to get her breasts into the lace bra and pull his hands away simultaneously, but catches sight of his face in the glasses. The image squeezes her heart.
"Oh..." Her tugging lessens. "Those look, umm. You look good."
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"Oh..." Her tugging lessens. "Those look, umm. You look good."