He laughed under his breath. Was he sure? Did kids eat cake? Was he supposed to think anything else when she licked his bicep? He cradled her head in his large, open palm, and yeah it made it harder to think because Brian’s imagination roamed like a kite on a very loose string, swooping and diving and soon he had to shut his eyes to stay decent in public.
“I’m sure.”
Brian wasn’t an idiot. He knew it would be hard, trying to understand Valerie as she searched for herself. Even now, he wasn’t 100% sure what she needed or intended to do; she’d been crying when she tried to explain it, apologizing even as she defended herself. Still, it was easier than being without her. He might have to adjust his expectations, but he could do it. He would. After all, he wasn’t traditional. What had Valerie done when he admitted to being a raging drug user? Taken a pill right out of his pocket and gone along for the ride. She tried.
He leaned down to talk into her ear. “But no secrets. You tell me what you need. We do this together.”
Brian thought if they crashed and burned, at least he wouldn’t regret it. He’d know he tried.
The song faded into another. New Order. He didn’t let go, four minutes be damned. “I promise I’ll slow down on the L word,” he said over the music, trying to make a joke at himself. His stomach surged and flopped. “That’s all I’m slowing down, though.” His hand pulled her up, easing Valerie’s heels an inch off the floor. Because he needed her. He had woken up too many nights with visions of that rooftop dancing in his head like fucking sugar plums.
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“I’m sure.”
Brian wasn’t an idiot. He knew it would be hard, trying to understand Valerie as she searched for herself. Even now, he wasn’t 100% sure what she needed or intended to do; she’d been crying when she tried to explain it, apologizing even as she defended herself. Still, it was easier than being without her. He might have to adjust his expectations, but he could do it. He would. After all, he wasn’t traditional. What had Valerie done when he admitted to being a raging drug user? Taken a pill right out of his pocket and gone along for the ride. She tried.
He leaned down to talk into her ear. “But no secrets. You tell me what you need. We do this together.”
Brian thought if they crashed and burned, at least he wouldn’t regret it. He’d know he tried.
The song faded into another. New Order. He didn’t let go, four minutes be damned. “I promise I’ll slow down on the L word,” he said over the music, trying to make a joke at himself. His stomach surged and flopped. “That’s all I’m slowing down, though.” His hand pulled her up, easing Valerie’s heels an inch off the floor. Because he needed her. He had woken up too many nights with visions of that rooftop dancing in his head like fucking sugar plums.