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Post by Logan Andrews on Mar 8, 2009 15:37:37 GMT
I kiss her back after a moment, turning my head to do it properly but only briefly before I have to break the silence, saying quietly because it's bugging me, "I really do love you, by the way."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 15:40:35 GMT
"... I'll try to get that through my head," I say quietly back, before kissing him again a little deeper but still only briefly... just in case. Of what, I don't know.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Mar 8, 2009 15:48:11 GMT
I nod, as much as is possible to do while kissing her back, then shift round slightly so it's easier and I can slip my other hand round to rest on her waist.
I guess my personal space is being spastic again, shrinking and growing as it pleases just to confuse me.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 16:04:41 GMT
See? Not so hard to be partly normal, is it? I think but decide not to say... only in part because I prefer to just kiss him back, wrapping one arm around his neck.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Mar 8, 2009 16:24:26 GMT
I deepen the kiss after a moment, finally letting go of her hand to slip my arm round her back and pull her closer.
Definitely spastic personal space again, but I'm not particularly complaining.
And I think I understand why I did miss her now.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 16:29:15 GMT
I'm really, really hoping that this isn't all it is with us, though the facts aren't looking good. And right at this moment I don't care much, because it's really very nice to be kissing him again.
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