[ Relief soothes over her — and, coincidentally, floods their connection. She had wondered if he had confused his gratitude for affection, if he had hoped to erase what happened to him by losing himself between her legs — but he erases those concerns in two simple statements. ]
So have I.
[ Unabashed, she admits that without hesitation or shame. Of course she had wanted him for some time, even before she was willing to acknowledge her attraction for what it was. It bears repeating, if only because she is convinced that Ben is truly oblivious to the magnitude of her desire, the intensity of her feelings for him.
Still — ]
I don't want you to feel uncomfortable with me.
[ All this time, she has left the choice to approach her in his hands, uncertain of initiating anything beyond what she has. Uncertain if her advances would even be welcome. She has been toeing that line, patient, restricting herself to chaste and small displays of affection; discerning where he has wanted more from her has been a Difficult Process, to say the least. ]
DON'T TRY TO TRICK ME INTO SUBJECT LINES
So have I.
[ Unabashed, she admits that without hesitation or shame. Of course she had wanted him for some time, even before she was willing to acknowledge her attraction for what it was. It bears repeating, if only because she is convinced that Ben is truly oblivious to the magnitude of her desire, the intensity of her feelings for him.
Still — ]
I don't want you to feel uncomfortable with me.
[ All this time, she has left the choice to approach her in his hands, uncertain of initiating anything beyond what she has. Uncertain if her advances would even be welcome. She has been toeing that line, patient, restricting herself to chaste and small displays of affection; discerning where he has wanted more from her has been a Difficult Process, to say the least. ]