The gentle way he handles her is at odds with the sharp and bitter taste of him, the things he's being saying. The things he's been doing. So when he breaks the kiss and thumbs at her lip she watches the way his mouth curves into something hard, the way his eyes go from sleepy and soft to something else entirely, and she curls her arms around herself.
"Aiden." She shakes her head, not a no but an I can't believe this. Her voice is quiet. "I don't even know what your side is yet."
She bites her lip, a press of teeth where the pad of his thumb has been.
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Date: 2012-08-14 06:00 am (UTC)"Aiden." She shakes her head, not a no but an I can't believe this. Her voice is quiet. "I don't even know what your side is yet."
She bites her lip, a press of teeth where the pad of his thumb has been.
"I'm not on the other side."