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wadcock ([info]wadcock) wrote in [info]valesco,
Seth could help but groan at her words. It would be just so much easier for him to give. To just sweep her up in his arms and find a secluded room and reminisce in what once was. It was so very hard to think with her hand there and her voice saying his name like that.

This was not at all the reaction he was expecting. At all. And Mira was making it nearly impossible to resist. How fantastic this night could be. But the morning could be equally terrible. And it was the thought of waking up in the morning and watching her walk away was what kept him grounded.

Knowing exactly how he was going to answer her question, he brushed her hand along her cheek as he looked at her, taking in everything about her. Her hair, her eyes, her lips. Everything before pulling her in and kissing her with every ounce of emotion that he felt. Seth wanted Mira to feel down to her bones how he felt about her with just this one kiss. Because it was very likely this was the very last kiss he was going to get and he wanted to make sure he would never forget it.

He took her hands into his and with great effort pulled back from the kiss. "No." he barely managed to rasp out after. "I really can't."

He looked down at their hands, running his thumbs over her knuckles. "Don't you see what you do to me? Do you have any idea of the hold you have over me? I am thinking about that because I love you Mira. I love you so much that even now I'm not over you. Proof being I still have--" he stopped himself swallowing thickly.

"I'm not over you, or us. I could be, eventually. But if this," he gestured between them, "happens, and I have to watch you walk away tomorrow and act like it meant nothing, it will destroy me."

He dropped one of her hands in favor of brushing her hair from her shoulder, letting his fingers trail across her skin then down her side. Seth wanted to take advantage of every moment he had. "So tell me Mirabelle," he leaned in whispering in her ear. "Does this mean nothing to you? Do you not feel this right here?" he rested his hand over her heart before taking her hand to place it over his. "Because this is what I feel. This is what is important to me."


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