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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 0:20:12 GMT -5
((Aw, byee! Have fun!))
Moonshine just held her, rubbing her back, kissing her hair, murmuring sweet nothings to her. What could he say, really? And here he had been, yelling at her.
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Post by Rose on Oct 21, 2011 8:24:44 GMT -5
Rose brought her hands up to rest on his chest, gathering up the fabric of his shirt in her hands. She cried silently, though her body shook slightly. She had no idea what to do or say; she knew in a moment, she would realize what she'd done and would be overcome with embarrassment. But, for now, she let herself enjoy the safety and security of Tyler's arms.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 8:58:18 GMT -5
He held her, kissing her hair, her cheek, her jaw...working his way back to her mouth. He just wanted to distract her, make her feel better.
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Post by Rose on Oct 21, 2011 9:05:30 GMT -5
She kissed him back - or rather, she didn't pull away from his kiss. Mainly because she was in shock. Shocked that she actually told him and that he didn't find some excuse to run away from her.
Rose looked up at him, her red-rimmed eyes searching his. "What are you still doing here?" she croaked, genuinely confused.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 9:22:19 GMT -5
He kissed her gently, then pulled back to look at her, cradling her face in his hands. "Because, Rosie. I like ya. And...and what happened...it ain't yer fault..."
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Post by Rose on Oct 21, 2011 9:26:31 GMT -5
"You...like me? Guess you're not as smart as I hoped you were," she said softly, the tiniest hint of a smirk pulling at one corner of her lips.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 10:52:34 GMT -5
"Nope. I'm just a simple country boy, Sugar. Could never accuse me a' bein' smart." He brushed his thumb across her cheek, wiping away a tear, sending her a soft smile.
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Post by Rose on Oct 21, 2011 10:56:14 GMT -5
Rose let out a soft, though a bit watery, chuckle, sniffling as she looked down at their feet.
"God, I'm a mess..."
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 10:58:51 GMT -5
He leaned in to press his lips to her forehead. "Ya got a right to be, baby. Ya had it rough..." His insides twisted at the thought of anyone --especially her father-- hurting her that way, and he frowned.
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Post by Rose on Oct 21, 2011 11:03:41 GMT -5
"Okay, look, Whiskey. You can feel whatever you want towards me. You can like me, you can hate me, whatever. I don't care. Just don't feel sorry for me, okay? I can't handle that shit." She tilted her head up to look him straight in the eye, her eyebrows raised.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 11:05:10 GMT -5
He couldn't help but chuckle, giving her an amused smirk. "Alright, deal. But you gotta stop pretendin' ya don't want me."
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Post by Rose on Oct 21, 2011 11:07:49 GMT -5
"And what if I actually don't? What would you do then, hmm?" Rose narrowed her eyes as she looked at him, challenging him.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 11:21:54 GMT -5
He stepped closer to her, quirking a brow and meeting her eyes. "Sugar, if you can look at me and honestly say ya don't want me, then I will back off and not bother ya again."
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Post by Rose on Oct 21, 2011 11:29:39 GMT -5
Rose studied him, not even a hint of a smile passing her lips.
"I won't lie to you, Whiskey. You're a good looking guy. And I like kissing you." She bit at the inside of her cheek now, looking a tad worried. "But...I don't how easy it'll be for me to open up to you. I mean, obviously I just dropped a major bomb on you with that...thing I told you about. But I'm pleading temporary insanity for that, just so you know." She took a breath, shaking her head a bit to gather her thoughts. "What I'm saying is, if you want me, if you want my time and my friendship and my heart...it won't be easy."
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 21, 2011 11:31:22 GMT -5
He sighed, but nodded. "Sugar, I like ya, and I want ya. And if that means being patient and biding my time, then I'll do it." He nudged his nose against hers. "But please tell me I still get to kiss ya..."
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