Post by sparrow maeve faust on Dec 24, 2014 4:52:59 GMT -5
There seemed to be something different about this time together. The way their fingers came together and sent a shock of pure electricity down her spine. Or the way that she kept catching herself stealing longing peeks at her best friend, probably about as many times as she caught him with that look in his eye. It was the same one that she pretended would be for her. Without even being able to explain why, Sparrow would peek over her shoulder everytime she caught him staring for too long. Expecting to see one of her female bartender's cleavage or some particularly stunning display of female. Whenever she saw no one. Her heart skipped another beat.
The hope that he could be looking at her like that was enough to drive her insane with potential happiness that she wanted to scream and dance around on her salad.
Given that they seemed to be on an actual date, that would probably not be the best move. Despite the already gaurentee of having sex. This time, she was curious what it would be like if she allowed herself to feel more of the love that she had for Jade during. If she didn't just try to block out the love she had for him. She tried a few times to pretend that they were in a different world. One where they would stay together afterwards. One where he would kiss her swollen and pregnant belly, full with his baby. One where he would hold her through the night and trace meaningless designs into her tattooed skin with his fingertips until they both fell asleep. Those nights, when she did that, she hated herself when he would leave. When his phone with go off with a million text messages from work. When he would kiss her, gather his clothes and promise to write her soon. She would put on the brave face, but a part of her died every time.
She knew it was insane, but she wanted to try one more time. Make love to the man who would always own her heart.
'If Booker wants to complain he can kiss my perfectly toned ass. I see him all the time, you're special.' She signed and smiled at her waitress. The same one who gathered her when Jade showed up.
"I'll have the same."
The hope that he could be looking at her like that was enough to drive her insane with potential happiness that she wanted to scream and dance around on her salad.
Given that they seemed to be on an actual date, that would probably not be the best move. Despite the already gaurentee of having sex. This time, she was curious what it would be like if she allowed herself to feel more of the love that she had for Jade during. If she didn't just try to block out the love she had for him. She tried a few times to pretend that they were in a different world. One where they would stay together afterwards. One where he would kiss her swollen and pregnant belly, full with his baby. One where he would hold her through the night and trace meaningless designs into her tattooed skin with his fingertips until they both fell asleep. Those nights, when she did that, she hated herself when he would leave. When his phone with go off with a million text messages from work. When he would kiss her, gather his clothes and promise to write her soon. She would put on the brave face, but a part of her died every time.
She knew it was insane, but she wanted to try one more time. Make love to the man who would always own her heart.
'If Booker wants to complain he can kiss my perfectly toned ass. I see him all the time, you're special.' She signed and smiled at her waitress. The same one who gathered her when Jade showed up.
"I'll have the same."