Wild Pair - Nuts and Colts
Paws on the dashboard and hands behind her head, she felt ready to fall asleep, only the occasional splash of mud on their windshield to rouse her. that and ferk's bitching.
Azzy's New Jewelry
"thats right assholes" he chortled in the merry light of his dashboard, "just stay out of my way and we'll get along perfectly".
A Night Gone Wrong
A myriad of buttons and knobs adorned his dashboard, but there were only four that needed his attention during the process. he murmured to himself the steps of the process as the other two waited patiently. "seal doors..."
Roadside Attraction
He checked the dashboard and whimpered. eight below? really? fuck. and that was without the wind chill. "we shouldn't have gone into town to begin with." "you had a prescheduled dentist appointment. you set it up six months ago."
B.D.S.M. (Chapter 5, Book2, Act1)
The lcd panel on the dashboard, which displayed his speed, showed a finicky flashing number. he eased into the gas pedal to keep the engine from stalling. "c'mon, i know you're cold," he murmured.
Chapter Seventeen - Burning Light of the Sun
Mark shouted as he threw his phone at the dashboard. "where is he?" jacob barked.
Homecoming (Chapter 1)
The fox's features were momentarily illuminated with a greenish glow as if he were aboard an alien spacecraft, about to be probed by some bizarre, pulsating medical instrument; thankfully, the flashing light on his dashboard was nothing quite that sinister
Chapter Six
He unlocked the car door and set his gun on the dashboard. a guy with a hooded jacket on got into his car. he couldn't at first tell if it was a guy or a girl. "are you janus everson from the dea?"
Imani (V)
The clock in the dashboard reads "12:32" and i almost don't realize what he's talking about. the next day is spent helping lucas pick out new furniture. he argues that a sectional is the best type of couch, and we 'fight' about it all day.
Chapter Five
He unlocked the car door and set his gun on the dashboard. a guy with a hooded jacket on got into his car. he couldn't at first tell if it was a guy or a girl. "are you jayce everson from the dea?"
Birthday surprise
He had a wry smile on his handsome equine muzzle and my nuts in a jar on his dashboard as he sped away.
Making Assumptions (Request for PaulShep on FA)
"now i'm almost out of gas," he mumbled after a look at the dashboard. "and patience." bryan scowled, looking around as the sun began its final plunge below the horizon.