Surprise showed on Thomas's face for a moment and slowly gave way to a grin that normally made women's panties spontaneously evaporate. As it was, there was a touch of something far more dangerous than White Court allure in his smile: mischief.
Thomas raised an eyebrow and stepped into the room. "Have we met?" he echoed, grey eyes sweeping over Dean from head to toe. "I'd certainly say so, darling."
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Date: 2011-08-27 01:43 am (UTC)Thomas raised an eyebrow and stepped into the room. "Have we met?" he echoed, grey eyes sweeping over Dean from head to toe. "I'd certainly say so, darling."