"If it's too much, we can -- postpone the, um, you know... It's a lot to assimilate, I realise."
Her hand turns in his and she brings his fingers to touch her cheek. Her eyes fall closed at the warmth of his touch.
"Or we can -- " She swallows hard, suddenly aware that all the signals she was missing before are now there in spades. His rapid pulse rate, his ragged respiration, his body language. She's awoken something in him and no way in hell is she turning back now.
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Date: 2010-11-20 08:13 am (UTC)Her hand turns in his and she brings his fingers to touch her cheek. Her eyes fall closed at the warmth of his touch.
"Or we can -- " She swallows hard, suddenly aware that all the signals she was missing before are now there in spades. His rapid pulse rate, his ragged respiration, his body language. She's awoken something in him and no way in hell is she turning back now.