Smiling again, she tilts her head, barely blinking when Junior makes a grab for some of her hair.
"You're still sweet."
She just wishes he always had a choice about whether or not he wanted to be in the rain with her. That he loves her isn't in doubt, and it hasn't been in a long time. If she did have any doubts when he came out there, they would've been put to rest time and time again.
You wouldn't do what he's doing for someone you don't love.
You wouldn't do what she's doing for someone you don't love.
"Just promise me one thing, Spike." She can almost still feel his mouth against hers, and a raindrop falls on her shoulder, leaving a small dark spot on the blue of her shirt. "Promise me you'll tell me when it's too much."
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Date: 2007-05-16 06:04 am (UTC)"You're still sweet."
She just wishes he always had a choice about whether or not he wanted to be in the rain with her. That he loves her isn't in doubt, and it hasn't been in a long time. If she did have any doubts when he came out there, they would've been put to rest time and time again.
You wouldn't do what he's doing for someone you don't love.
You wouldn't do what she's doing for someone you don't love.
"Just promise me one thing, Spike." She can almost still feel his mouth against hers, and a raindrop falls on her shoulder, leaving a small dark spot on the blue of her shirt. "Promise me you'll tell me when it's too much."