[She's eternally grateful they both have the same way of covering things up. Anger and humor both work in their favor, and the way he tries using some teasing against her makes her fall for him a little more. They both have ghosts to work around in this relationship, issues they haven't really brought up to the other yet. She won't compete with ghosts, but in this case it's not like that. There's nothing wrong with two broken people working to put themselves back together again. Especially not when things are this good right from the start.]
Oh come on, you're not that much older than I am. I'm thirty-one, not twenty. Sides, I had to make you think I was into you but not as into you as I really, actually was. I have complete faith in your ability to play the long, old-fashioned game.
[Another kiss, this one intentionally teasing. It's barely more than a peck before she's pulling away, lightly tugging at his lower lip with her teeth. She really doesn't want him to leave, and considers asking him again to stay. It would be wrong to do when he's already said he can't, that he's not ready. But the words are still on the tip of her tongue. There's a very deliberate pause before she pulls a ridiculous face, and keeps the teasing going instead.]
Does that mean you're the waiting 'til marriage type? I mean, I already know your intentions thanks to that first text, but think I might have to ramp up the seduction efforts.
[Her shoulder ducks downward a little, just enough that his playing with the strap of her top causes it to slide down as if on cue with her words. It's completely ridiculous and she knows it, and she just barely manages to hold in a breath of laughter.]
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Oh come on, you're not that much older than I am. I'm thirty-one, not twenty. Sides, I had to make you think I was into you but not as into you as I really, actually was. I have complete faith in your ability to play the long, old-fashioned game.
[Another kiss, this one intentionally teasing. It's barely more than a peck before she's pulling away, lightly tugging at his lower lip with her teeth. She really doesn't want him to leave, and considers asking him again to stay. It would be wrong to do when he's already said he can't, that he's not ready. But the words are still on the tip of her tongue. There's a very deliberate pause before she pulls a ridiculous face, and keeps the teasing going instead.]
Does that mean you're the waiting 'til marriage type? I mean, I already know your intentions thanks to that first text, but think I might have to ramp up the seduction efforts.
[Her shoulder ducks downward a little, just enough that his playing with the strap of her top causes it to slide down as if on cue with her words. It's completely ridiculous and she knows it, and she just barely manages to hold in a breath of laughter.]