He nods, and turns his head to kiss her gently. It's almost chaste, only not really at the same time. Like he's in two minds, or in two places at once.
He has to let her go a little bit, because he aches and the angle's awkward. But at least it's warmer now, and she's not angry at him. It went easier than he thought it would.
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He has to let her go a little bit, because he aches and the angle's awkward. But at least it's warmer now, and she's not angry at him. It went easier than he thought it would.
'Did it speak?'