[She's sure of that much, at least. But her cheeks are still flushed, and she still can't quite bring herself to meet his eyes.
It was easy enough for her to sleep next to him - she didn't think much of sleeping beside him; it didn't fluster him like this. And when they eased into it, they could get carried away without too much thought.
But going back here like this, doing it deliberately...]
It's just... [She squeezes his hand, then brings it up to put over her heart. ...it's pounding.] I'm a little nervous, and I'm not sure how to start.
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[She's sure of that much, at least. But her cheeks are still flushed, and she still can't quite bring herself to meet his eyes.
It was easy enough for her to sleep next to him - she didn't think much of sleeping beside him; it didn't fluster him like this. And when they eased into it, they could get carried away without too much thought.
But going back here like this, doing it deliberately...]
It's just... [She squeezes his hand, then brings it up to put over her heart. ...it's pounding.] I'm a little nervous, and I'm not sure how to start.