[Heat shivers through her, twined with self consciousness and a self satisfaction that rivals his own. She stays relaxed against him, however, inordinately pleased at how perfectly they fit together, how natural it feels. And though it still prompts a low trill of apprehension, there’s something wonderful—wonder filled to be this open and vulnerable with someone.
At least he can’t see how—embarrassing—her smile is, though the feeling behind it is hard to hide]
Re: Day 254, late afternoonish
At least he can’t see how—embarrassing—her smile is, though the feeling behind it is hard to hide]