It harder to say which tries to make her smile more. The question or the fact it's not followed up with anything aside from being drug in. That it more than works. An arm closing around her, and the solidness of him against her suddenly. Or finally. Somewhere between those. Words giving way to something she's thought about maybe more than she'd have ever even admitted being once before earlier, and she doesn't even have to hold on to his jacket.
Can't. Doesn't want to. Her hands finding the sides of his neck, and ending halfway into that hair.
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Date: 2016-04-27 12:24 pm (UTC)From:Can't. Doesn't want to. Her hands finding the sides of his neck, and ending halfway into that hair.