Absently one hand released Brian’s shoulder to wave away the complaints as he wove them blindly, and backwards, off the dance floor. He was a man of many talents. Yes, he really was. For she’d seen quite a few people land on their bum trying the exact same thing, minus a person in their arms. Valerie hummed her approval against his lips and when they parted to breathe, she took a moment to nuzzle against his jaw. Why did he smell better when he got all sweaty like that? It really went against everything she’d been taught about hygiene.
“Oh?” The question and quirk of eyebrow that accompanied it could only be described as cheeky. Especially when she shifted against him far more deliberately to feel for herself exactly what he meant. “We wouldn’t want that, now would we?”
Valerie gave in and grinned, because damn it, just being in his arms again felt like stepping into a cleansing rain. The bad things washed away. She felt whole again, as if his absence had robbed her of some crucial part of herself. Not a limb, exactly, so much as a piece of something that she couldn’t quite place but knew she needed all the same.
The question caught her off guard. In the sense that she immediately had an answer. Should she say it or should she scrap it for something else? They hadn’t exactly said they were back together but she’d meant it that way. Valerie decided that he must have too, or they wouldn’t be so overjoyed. They could have another drink but she didn’t want to dull her senses any further. If anything, she wanted to heighten his, and so she took a deep breath, smoothed her hands up his neck and lightly brushed her fingers through his hair.
When her eyes met his she leaned in as if to kiss him then stopped to breathe one word against his mouth. “You.”
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on 2014-03-12 01:49 am (UTC)“Oh?” The question and quirk of eyebrow that accompanied it could only be described as cheeky. Especially when she shifted against him far more deliberately to feel for herself exactly what he meant. “We wouldn’t want that, now would we?”
Valerie gave in and grinned, because damn it, just being in his arms again felt like stepping into a cleansing rain. The bad things washed away. She felt whole again, as if his absence had robbed her of some crucial part of herself. Not a limb, exactly, so much as a piece of something that she couldn’t quite place but knew she needed all the same.
The question caught her off guard. In the sense that she immediately had an answer. Should she say it or should she scrap it for something else? They hadn’t exactly said they were back together but she’d meant it that way. Valerie decided that he must have too, or they wouldn’t be so overjoyed. They could have another drink but she didn’t want to dull her senses any further. If anything, she wanted to heighten his, and so she took a deep breath, smoothed her hands up his neck and lightly brushed her fingers through his hair.
When her eyes met his she leaned in as if to kiss him then stopped to breathe one word against his mouth. “You.”