"Goddess," she scoffs, but she knows it's worthwhile to enjoy being in the 'he thinks I'm a goddess' stage while it lasts.
She props herself up on an elbow to watch him, not relaxing until well after the door closes and she hears the sound of the shower. The last time she was on a romantic picnic was in college. Remembering that, there's a couple of long moments where she has a quiet worry about how to handle all of this courting.
Then she remembers who she's with, who it is that's taking such care of her. And that's how she handles it; she works with what she knows of him. What she loves of him, too.
She slips from the bed, getting her clothes together, but pauses when she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror. "Not bad, Kare," she tells her reflection. "Not bad at all."
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Date: 2012-07-12 04:17 pm (UTC)She props herself up on an elbow to watch him, not relaxing until well after the door closes and she hears the sound of the shower. The last time she was on a romantic picnic was in college. Remembering that, there's a couple of long moments where she has a quiet worry about how to handle all of this courting.
Then she remembers who she's with, who it is that's taking such care of her. And that's how she handles it; she works with what she knows of him. What she loves of him, too.
She slips from the bed, getting her clothes together, but pauses when she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror. "Not bad, Kare," she tells her reflection. "Not bad at all."