"Of course not, honey. Why would I do that? You're manly enough for me and that's all that matters."
Bjorn patted Rekker on the head and then giggled at the girly diva comment. Did the singer like all the teasing given to him by the ginger Brit? Oh yes. He was loving the dynamic between him and the metal head, trying to think of come backs to the playful name calling.
"86 Firebird? She's a fucking sexy beast. But not as sexy as you. Does she go fast?"
Because Bjorn wanted to see how fast she could go but it would be up to Rekker. The Swede just lived his life in the fast line at crazy speeds due to his drug addiction and crazy rockstar lifestyle. Sliding into the passenger seat next to the Brit, Bjorn playfully tugged on a few ginger strands before clicking his own belt around his waist.
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Bjorn patted Rekker on the head and then giggled at the girly diva comment. Did the singer like all the teasing given to him by the ginger Brit? Oh yes. He was loving the dynamic between him and the metal head, trying to think of come backs to the playful name calling.
"86 Firebird? She's a fucking sexy beast. But not as sexy as you. Does she go fast?"
Because Bjorn wanted to see how fast she could go but it would be up to Rekker. The Swede just lived his life in the fast line at crazy speeds due to his drug addiction and crazy rockstar lifestyle. Sliding into the passenger seat next to the Brit, Bjorn playfully tugged on a few ginger strands before clicking his own belt around his waist.