[He slips an arm around her waist, and leans his head over toward hers. The water's warm. She's warmer.]
Okay — okay, you were right. [All the fretting he'd been doing ten minutes ago... if they hadn't met up, he'd still be in the midst of it.] I needed this.
[He turns his head, presses his lips briefly to her hairline.]
I love you, too. [This time, it doesn't sound like he's trying to remind — or convince — anyone.]
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Date: 2018-09-21 02:53 pm (UTC)Okay — okay, you were right. [All the fretting he'd been doing ten minutes ago... if they hadn't met up, he'd still be in the midst of it.] I needed this.
[He turns his head, presses his lips briefly to her hairline.]
I love you, too. [This time, it doesn't sound like he's trying to remind — or convince — anyone.]