"That would be the eighth deadly sin, right? Being charming?"
Well, shit. There's nothing else to do, nothing else at all, other than to take his hands and put them on either side of her smile and kiss her and then wrap his arms around her and hold her tight. For a moment he rocks her back and forth, back and forth.
"I have a confession to make." He doesn't let go of her at all, and it's not an ominous statement, just something he's thinking. "I didn't know that love made people this happy. I thought it only brought its own kind of desperation. This is so different."
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Date: 2004-12-01 04:00 am (UTC)Well, shit. There's nothing else to do, nothing else at all, other than to take his hands and put them on either side of her smile and kiss her and then wrap his arms around her and hold her tight. For a moment he rocks her back and forth, back and forth.
"I have a confession to make." He doesn't let go of her at all, and it's not an ominous statement, just something he's thinking. "I didn't know that love made people this happy. I thought it only brought its own kind of desperation. This is so different."
And I love you.