[She curses low under her breath because a) they were just incredibly close to having kissed and b) he's just burnt his hand because of her. He grabs the dish towel and she gently pushes both mugs out of the way.
Without asking, she reaches out to grab his hand so she can make sure he's not actually hurt. The kitchen is so small that they're right by the sink, and she turns on the cold water to shove his hand under it. A new towel is grabbed so she can dry off his hand, and then she brings it up toward her face to give it a closer look. And a kiss, which she pauses in the middle of to glance up his way. Just to test his reaction.
When she leans back, she keeps both of her hands holding onto his one. Things seem to be clicking into place for her, but she wants to make sure.]
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Without asking, she reaches out to grab his hand so she can make sure he's not actually hurt. The kitchen is so small that they're right by the sink, and she turns on the cold water to shove his hand under it. A new towel is grabbed so she can dry off his hand, and then she brings it up toward her face to give it a closer look. And a kiss, which she pauses in the middle of to glance up his way. Just to test his reaction.
When she leans back, she keeps both of her hands holding onto his one. Things seem to be clicking into place for her, but she wants to make sure.]
Frank? You never did tell me her name.