Epicanthix
"Yeah, it is-" her cheerful nod and oral agreement caught at her throat when Trextan's arm slid from between them and went looping up and over her shoulder. Her breath caught, and upturning her face to him, Choli tried to still her quickening heart. Yeah, that didn't work out. Not when having his arm around her shoulder brought her close enough to feel the tickle of his hair when the wind blew on her cheek.
Wait, what. What did Trextan mean about no nurses interrupting us? Wait, was it about that kiss again? So then, if there were no nurses here... was he going to then do anything that won't be interrupted?
"Umm," growing nervousness faded the green in her eyes and brought back the gold flecks in her eyes. Wait, was he going to kiss her then? No, he said he wanted me to tell him if it was okay... but...
The pink tip of her tongue slid over her lips in growing nervousness, and in her mind, she kept repeating,' what would Allyson do?'
"Yeah... the cafe. Could do that." Now she was stumbling over her words and her face contouring in an awkward flush of red that tinted her cheeks. Just... don't move, figure it out.
But that was the thing, wasn't it? His arm, the warm press of his side against her flank, even the way her nose tickled with a wayward strand of his hair floating against it wasn't terrible. Well, save for the thought that he surely must hear how loud her heart was beating then.
Wait, what. What did Trextan mean about no nurses interrupting us? Wait, was it about that kiss again? So then, if there were no nurses here... was he going to then do anything that won't be interrupted?
"Umm," growing nervousness faded the green in her eyes and brought back the gold flecks in her eyes. Wait, was he going to kiss her then? No, he said he wanted me to tell him if it was okay... but...
The pink tip of her tongue slid over her lips in growing nervousness, and in her mind, she kept repeating,' what would Allyson do?'
"Yeah... the cafe. Could do that." Now she was stumbling over her words and her face contouring in an awkward flush of red that tinted her cheeks. Just... don't move, figure it out.
But that was the thing, wasn't it? His arm, the warm press of his side against her flank, even the way her nose tickled with a wayward strand of his hair floating against it wasn't terrible. Well, save for the thought that he surely must hear how loud her heart was beating then.