As she slows to a stop at a red light, Lydia looks over at Dick, a little bit surprised. Her perfectly manicured eyebrows arch slightly and she ducks her head just slightly before turning her attention back to the road just in time for the light to go green again. It takes a quite a bit to make Lydia really and truly blush, but Dick's just done it, and she can feel her neck, ears, and cheeks warming at the compliment.
"Thank you," she breathes with a soft laugh. "You're really sweet, Dick, you know that?" she asks, glancing over at him very briefly before returning her eyes to the road. "Most guys can't be bothered to compliment girls like that. They don't notice. They're too busy looking at our boobs or legs or asses or trying to imagine what we'd look like naked to take notice of things like our smiles or the way we smell. You're kinda refreshing in that way; I like that."
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"Thank you," she breathes with a soft laugh. "You're really sweet, Dick, you know that?" she asks, glancing over at him very briefly before returning her eyes to the road. "Most guys can't be bothered to compliment girls like that. They don't notice. They're too busy looking at our boobs or legs or asses or trying to imagine what we'd look like naked to take notice of things like our smiles or the way we smell. You're kinda refreshing in that way; I like that."