[ It's so hard for her to hear nice things and just accept them. Only the superficial things ever seem real — she knows she's attractive and an incredible hacker and a great fighter. But hearing that she's a good person, that she's made good choices in her life and deserves good things? Somehow, she just can't accept something like that, at least not easily.
But this isn't the time to disagree with his heartfelt sentiments, nor to launch into an examination of her own terribly low sense of self-worth. Right now is the time to let her hands fall to his chest, the warmth of her palms sinking through the fabric of his shirt, and just smile at this amazing man who for some reason loves her. ]
Well, I sure hope so, considering what you said not five minutes ago. [ She smiles softly at him, every bit of affection she has for him written clearly across her face. ] Come on, Danny boy. Let's go back to bed.
[ Well, if he has to spend his whole life trying to convince her that she's amazing and beautiful and that she deserves all the good things that life has to offer, he'll do it, and gladly.
But of course, when she's this close to him, and her hands are resting on him in just that way, he tends to lose track of his train of thought. Forget about the way she's smiling at him. If she keeps that up, he'll forget all about speaking, and just lose himself staring at her and marveling at how he got so lucky. ]
That's the best thing I've heard anyone say all day. Well, except for you telling me you love me, I mean.
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But this isn't the time to disagree with his heartfelt sentiments, nor to launch into an examination of her own terribly low sense of self-worth. Right now is the time to let her hands fall to his chest, the warmth of her palms sinking through the fabric of his shirt, and just smile at this amazing man who for some reason loves her. ]
Well, I sure hope so, considering what you said not five minutes ago. [ She smiles softly at him, every bit of affection she has for him written clearly across her face. ] Come on, Danny boy. Let's go back to bed.
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But of course, when she's this close to him, and her hands are resting on him in just that way, he tends to lose track of his train of thought. Forget about the way she's smiling at him. If she keeps that up, he'll forget all about speaking, and just lose himself staring at her and marveling at how he got so lucky. ]
That's the best thing I've heard anyone say all day. Well, except for you telling me you love me, I mean.