He thanks me for my promise not to mess with his name anymore with relief in his voice. I guess it really did bother him when I called him that silly nickname.
He reaches up his arm to pull me in as I lean down to him and our kiss is gentle and sweet. Come here He says and rolls over a bit. It brings us closer and I can feel his warmth through the thin material of the shirt that's just about all I'm wearing. It feels really good to be held like this in his arms an' I snuggle in close. I'm a bit disappointed when he starts talking again. Starts off by thanking me. That's starting to get a little old. Don’t know many girls who’d do this for someone they didn’t have a…claim on. You won’t regret it, I promise.
I brush a kiss over his lips, "Shush." I meet his eyes with my own, carding my fingers into his hair. "You don't need to say thank you just about every day, or keep promising I won't regret this. Your actions are enough to show me this. An' I don't care 'bout what other girls might or might not do without a claim to you. I'm doing this because I like you. Really like you."
Think maybe it's a bit more than mere liking by now. But I can't say that word to him.Not right now. I think I kinda want him to say it to me first.
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Date: 2011-06-19 04:46 am (UTC)He thanks me for my promise not to mess with his name anymore with relief in his voice. I guess it really did bother him when I called him that silly nickname.
He reaches up his arm to pull me in as I lean down to him and our kiss is gentle and sweet. He says and rolls over a bit. It brings us closer and I can feel his warmth through the thin material of the shirt that's just about all I'm wearing. It feels really good to be held like this in his arms an' I snuggle in close. I'm a bit disappointed when he starts talking again. Starts off by thanking me. That's starting to get a little old.
I brush a kiss over his lips, "Shush." I meet his eyes with my own, carding my fingers into his hair. "You don't need to say thank you just about every day, or keep promising I won't regret this. Your actions are enough to show me this. An' I don't care 'bout what other girls might or might not do without a claim to you. I'm doing this because I like you. Really like you."
Think maybe it's a bit more than mere liking by now. But I can't say that word to him.Not right now. I think I kinda want him to say it to me first.