PrincessKaty
✧ pixiedust ✧
Cambree watched Slader with an almost confused face as he began to talk. She bit her lip slightly at his touch. It gave her chills and she didn't know why. It wasn't really cold in the room. Maybe it was just sensitive.
"I do think those things, S," She assured him,"What? I can't tell you you're really attractive? Fuck Dean. He's an ass. Don't you think I'm pretty?"
A smirk came over her lips and big hazel eyes blinked up at him innocently. Subconsciously, Cambree knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted Slader to tell her that she was pretty and make a move on her. Who wouldn't? Have you seen the guy?
He was hot and she was drunk and apparently to Cambree, those two things automatically meant that they should hook-up. It was really wrong of her to think and she knew that cheating was wrong, but she was really really pissed off at Dean and what better way to get over it than this?
"I do think those things, S," She assured him,"What? I can't tell you you're really attractive? Fuck Dean. He's an ass. Don't you think I'm pretty?"
A smirk came over her lips and big hazel eyes blinked up at him innocently. Subconsciously, Cambree knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted Slader to tell her that she was pretty and make a move on her. Who wouldn't? Have you seen the guy?
He was hot and she was drunk and apparently to Cambree, those two things automatically meant that they should hook-up. It was really wrong of her to think and she knew that cheating was wrong, but she was really really pissed off at Dean and what better way to get over it than this?