Post by Doc Holliday on Apr 16, 2020 0:38:27 GMT
Tag: darlin'
I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE
He wished he could believe her. But, he knew it wasn't true. He had not kept her safe. She had kept them all safe. But he wasn't about to argue about that. What mattered right now, was that they were here, all together. That Alice could really get to know her mother. Both Alice and Wynonna deserved that. More than deserved that. It was why he made sure that Alice was familiar with Wynonna. That he told stories of her. That she knew her mother was a hero. All thoughts stilled when he felt her lips against his.
He closed his eyes, his arms still around her, soaking in the feeling of . . . her. The sensation of her kiss, breathing a part of his life back into him that had been gone for the past five years. Letting it linger, letting himself selfishly bask in it, he hesitantly, slowly eased out of the kiss but kept them close. He wanted this. He wanted to be just, be with her and let things be simple . . . but they never were. Belatedly opening his eyes he looked at her, trying to think of what to say in this moment. "Shall we go check on her?" This, them needed to be a bigger conversation, that much he knew. And he feared he would just, lose himself to the emotions he always felt when they kissed.
He closed his eyes, his arms still around her, soaking in the feeling of . . . her. The sensation of her kiss, breathing a part of his life back into him that had been gone for the past five years. Letting it linger, letting himself selfishly bask in it, he hesitantly, slowly eased out of the kiss but kept them close. He wanted this. He wanted to be just, be with her and let things be simple . . . but they never were. Belatedly opening his eyes he looked at her, trying to think of what to say in this moment. "Shall we go check on her?" This, them needed to be a bigger conversation, that much he knew. And he feared he would just, lose himself to the emotions he always felt when they kissed.
