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for the very first time
Jun. 7th, 2006 09:56 pm[ Continued from here. ]
"Would you like to... sit? Stay here a while?" It wasn't all rock afterall, there were definitely some grassy patches, some clearings in the surrounding trees.
"Yeah." Her heartbeat speeds up. She turns towards him with a smile."Let's stay here awhile. I'd like that, Dale." Probably more than she decently should.
Was hoping you might," he said, and though he hadn't brought a blanket or anything with them this time, he took her hand and led her to a patch of soft ground ringed by trees, filtered sunlight laying in stripes and patches across it, across them. "This seemed like the sort of spot a man would like to share with someone."
Sookie knits her fingers through his, glad again that she doesn't really know everything he's thinking, glad to be here just in the moment, taking everything at face value.
"It seems like th' sort o' spot that someone would like t' have shared with her."
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The grass was as soft as it looked, which Dale knew from experience wasn't always the case and which he took as a good sign, perhaps even an omen, as he stretched out on it, Sookie alongside him. He was even more woefully out of practice than he'd thought he was, but he thought he could figure out what to do from here on in.
"I suppose this is the island equivalent of asking you back to my place, isn't it?" he said, taking a moment to cup her face with one hand and stroke her cheek with his thumb.
"Would you like to... sit? Stay here a while?" It wasn't all rock afterall, there were definitely some grassy patches, some clearings in the surrounding trees.
"Yeah." Her heartbeat speeds up. She turns towards him with a smile."Let's stay here awhile. I'd like that, Dale." Probably more than she decently should.
Was hoping you might," he said, and though he hadn't brought a blanket or anything with them this time, he took her hand and led her to a patch of soft ground ringed by trees, filtered sunlight laying in stripes and patches across it, across them. "This seemed like the sort of spot a man would like to share with someone."
Sookie knits her fingers through his, glad again that she doesn't really know everything he's thinking, glad to be here just in the moment, taking everything at face value.
"It seems like th' sort o' spot that someone would like t' have shared with her."
---
The grass was as soft as it looked, which Dale knew from experience wasn't always the case and which he took as a good sign, perhaps even an omen, as he stretched out on it, Sookie alongside him. He was even more woefully out of practice than he'd thought he was, but he thought he could figure out what to do from here on in.
"I suppose this is the island equivalent of asking you back to my place, isn't it?" he said, taking a moment to cup her face with one hand and stroke her cheek with his thumb.
