shades of cool

Success.
Finn retuned the smile, pride swelling over his chest as he conquered the first obstacle of flirting. He had caught her attention, she was hooked like a fish on a rod now he'd just have to keep pulling until she was out of the water flopping crazily to get more of him--like all the girls he met did.Ok maybe it wasn't that way, more often than not he had gotten his behind bitten by a lady, and they weren't love bites.

Still things seemed to be going well with the fiery lady, "Feisty Fox" he mused while one of those Hollywood bad boy smiles tugged gently at his lips. He looked like a Calvein Klein model by he way the light flickered across his back and shoulders, and then after Fox's cute little nickname he even felt like one.

"Hmm I like it," he laughed while wagging his tail, "My real name is Finn, at your disposal" he barked with a quick dip of his head, but nowhere as charming as his father's.