[ One foot in this lifetime, one foot in the other, Riley finds herself shocked he was going to invite her for dinner, while at the same time automatically finding his hand with her own. The muscle memory that doesn't exist halts as she remembers, she has claws here, carefully maneuvering so she doesn't rip up his skin.
What the hell did all of this do to her? ]
You are...such a... [ She can't find the right word. Simply leans forward and places a gentle kiss on his forehead. It feels natural, and all those weird twisted feelings she'd been trying to sort out, the wonder if she likes him, like that, like she hasn't seemed to like any boy before, they just completely melt away.
She feels so stupid. But, in a good way. ] Call first, [ she murmurs into his hair. ] Next time. I'll help.
no subject
What the hell did all of this do to her? ]
You are...such a... [ She can't find the right word. Simply leans forward and places a gentle kiss on his forehead. It feels natural, and all those weird twisted feelings she'd been trying to sort out, the wonder if she likes him, like that, like she hasn't seemed to like any boy before, they just completely melt away.
She feels so stupid. But, in a good way. ] Call first, [ she murmurs into his hair. ] Next time. I'll help.