"You better not be," she says, lifting her hands to his chest to grip lightly as his shirt, tugging gently before letting go again. The way he cradles her face makes her feel like her insides are melting, and the fact that the affection in that smile is for her makes her heart skip and thump.
This is simultaneously as comfortable as if they've gone out a thousand times before, and as nervewracking as her very first date, and the combination is confusion, so she tries to ignore it.
"Come on," she teases, leaning close enough that a breath further would be another kiss, hazel eyes sparkling. "Somebody's got to beat you at darts someday: I may as well give it a shot tonight."
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Date: 2012-05-21 02:39 am (UTC)This is simultaneously as comfortable as if they've gone out a thousand times before, and as nervewracking as her very first date, and the combination is confusion, so she tries to ignore it.
"Come on," she teases, leaning close enough that a breath further would be another kiss, hazel eyes sparkling. "Somebody's got to beat you at darts someday: I may as well give it a shot tonight."