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Post by cleansesong on Dec 3, 2009 22:13:04 GMT -4
"Thanks." She replied, laughing softly. "I do what I can." Nodding again, she bit her lip, trying to make the blushing go away. "Oh hush, stop that." She mumbled, swatting at his hand as she blushed deeper. "You're making me nervous, this isn't fair."
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 3, 2009 22:15:51 GMT -4
He laughed as she swatted him and slipped his arm from her shoulders and moved away slightly. "I'm sorry. I keep forgetting it's not okay to touch girls... when I want." He turned his face slightly as he felt his cheeks heat up ever so lightly and he thanked God for the setting sun hoping she wouldn't realize she'd embarrassed him. "I told you.. I'm not good at this friend thing."
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 3, 2009 22:18:31 GMT -4
Della looked at him in confusion as he moved away, frowning a bit as she realized she had caused him to feel like he had done something incredibly wrong. "I'm sorry, I just.. I dunno, blush easily... It's weird. And then you say it's cute, but it isn't. I look like a tomato." She mumbled, shaking her head as he said he was bad at the friend thing. "No, it's okay. You're not doing anything wrong."
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 3, 2009 22:21:31 GMT -4
He rubbed the back of his neck gently and stood, holding his hand out for her to help her up. " I think it's time to call it a night." His eyes scanned the beach for a moment before looking back down at her small frame. " I have to get up early for work tomorrow." He hated he was making excuses but if he stayed this close to her very much longer... he couldn't be held accountable for his actions. More than anything he wanted this to work out with her. He just wasn't sure how to go about it. So, he'd move slow and slow was new to him. Slow was frustrating. Slow made him crazy. It was time to go home.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 3, 2009 22:37:54 GMT -4
Della looked at him in confusion for a moment, opening her mouth to say something but not really knowing what to say. "Okay." She mumbled, hopping off of the rock without his help and trotting down the beach to where she had left her shirt. Tugging it over her head, she turned back to him and nodded, biting her lip for a moment as she tried to figure out what to do. "Uh, I guess I'll see you later then..?" She stated, though it came out more like a question than anything else.
Biting her lip again, she took a few steps towards him to hug him quickly, standing on tiptoe as her lips casually brushing his cheek. She could play those games too, and she would prove it. Though Della was an innocent girl, she had a fair bit of knowledge on how to get boys trailing after her, though she didn't like to use tactics like this unless they were desperately needed. "Bye, Ryan." Turning on heel, she walked across the sand and back to her dorm, trying her hardest not to look back the whole time.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 7, 2009 18:53:23 GMT -4
He watched her face fall into confusion and he sighed quietly, watching her jump down from the rock. He silently followed her down the beach as she retrieved her shirt. She sounded so unsure when she had asked if she'd see him later and a small smile formed across his face. As he opened his mouth to answer her she rose up on tip toe and pressed her lips to his cheek. It felt like someone had burned the side of his face. Taking a quiet deep breath he watched as she walked away, not looking back. His small smile turned into a smirk. Maybe little Della wasn't all sugar.. maybe there was some spice. As her form retreated down the beach he called out after her.. "Sweet dreams Della," and he headed off in the direction of his dorms.
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