[The way his eyes are searching over her features, her own watch him intently. Her own hands rest restlessly between them, thumbs idly fumbling over one another. No one else means the same. It has her stomach in knots all over again, her breath catching in her throat.
It's enough. She nods, a slow bob of her head while she tries to keep her smile small instead of bursting into a grin. ]
Yeah. I'll always come back. [She can't imagine not being with him at all. Maybe that ought to frighten her.
There should be boundaries, she thinks. Ariadne had been a clear example of that. But which ones to set? Which ones to admit to? She's easily made jealous, too, even if she'll deny it. ] I dunno if - we should talk about what we're allowed to do. Ariadne didn't make it clear with Johnny and now she's miserable.
[She doesn't pause to think if Petre knows them. Doesn't matter. ] I really don't care if you sleep with the whole city, is what I mean. But I want stuff to be ours. [the lingerie. she's talking about the lingerie. ]
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It's enough. She nods, a slow bob of her head while she tries to keep her smile small instead of bursting into a grin. ]
Yeah. I'll always come back. [She can't imagine not being with him at all. Maybe that ought to frighten her.
There should be boundaries, she thinks. Ariadne had been a clear example of that. But which ones to set? Which ones to admit to? She's easily made jealous, too, even if she'll deny it. ] I dunno if - we should talk about what we're allowed to do. Ariadne didn't make it clear with Johnny and now she's miserable.
[She doesn't pause to think if Petre knows them. Doesn't matter. ] I really don't care if you sleep with the whole city, is what I mean. But I want stuff to be ours. [the lingerie. she's talking about the lingerie. ]