[ His ability to be grounded might be the one thing that keeps him centered in all this. It could be the one thing that gets them through it. Polaris helps, and Jesse would never diminish her friend's place in it, but something about Alan's determination is what makes a path seem clear in all of it. The story has a certain way it must be done... but how much of that is because Alan is forcing the story's hand in the end? ]
You couldn't pretend this was all bad dream? That life doesn't change after it? [ Her questions are inquisitory not ones from accusations or cross-examination. ]
I... [ Jesse trails off once he makes his statement of caring for her. Green eyes open slightly to immediately catch onto his gray ones. A look of embarrassment crosses her gaze. Clearly, she isn't used to the idea or used to hearing things of that nature. Her hands curl into his hoodie as if to squeeze in return. ] I--I'm not sure. I mean, this... I don't... people don't get this close to me.
[ « I haven't trusted someone like this to let them this far. He'll figure that out. Won't he? »
He's already made her weak at the knees, only being held up because his arms are around her. Green eyes drift shut again once he continues to play with her hair. Her body signals she enjoys the notion.
Jesse kisses him once more, trying to explain the passion she feels welling up inside her. The desire and want for him. None of it makes sense, but she still wants it. A pull that drives her to want to touch his skin and let him strip her of walls and fabric. It's not a good idea when they've just met. Not out in the open. ]
We can't leave. You can't leave her here--if she really is here. [ The words are gentle and soft. She parts her lips to gently pull his bottom lip between hers. Then, she kisses his chin, gently brushing her lips against his jaw before pressing to the side of his head. A shaking exhale leaves her and she swallows the emotion and reaction bubbling inside her. ] You'll always regret leaving her here. Letting whatever is happening here change everything. We need to stop it.
We'll find the Motel room. Breakfast, talking and... more of this. I'll find a way to make it happen.
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You couldn't pretend this was all bad dream? That life doesn't change after it? [ Her questions are inquisitory not ones from accusations or cross-examination. ]
I... [ Jesse trails off once he makes his statement of caring for her. Green eyes open slightly to immediately catch onto his gray ones. A look of embarrassment crosses her gaze. Clearly, she isn't used to the idea or used to hearing things of that nature. Her hands curl into his hoodie as if to squeeze in return. ] I--I'm not sure. I mean, this... I don't... people don't get this close to me.
[ « I haven't trusted someone like this to let them this far. He'll figure that out. Won't he? »
He's already made her weak at the knees, only being held up because his arms are around her. Green eyes drift shut again once he continues to play with her hair. Her body signals she enjoys the notion.
Jesse kisses him once more, trying to explain the passion she feels welling up inside her. The desire and want for him. None of it makes sense, but she still wants it. A pull that drives her to want to touch his skin and let him strip her of walls and fabric. It's not a good idea when they've just met. Not out in the open. ]
We can't leave. You can't leave her here--if she really is here. [ The words are gentle and soft. She parts her lips to gently pull his bottom lip between hers. Then, she kisses his chin, gently brushing her lips against his jaw before pressing to the side of his head. A shaking exhale leaves her and she swallows the emotion and reaction bubbling inside her. ] You'll always regret leaving her here. Letting whatever is happening here change everything. We need to stop it.
We'll find the Motel room. Breakfast, talking and... more of this. I'll find a way to make it happen.