Claire had to steel herself when Kate spoke her name. She could predict what was coming, and while she thought it was a bit funny she didn’t want to laugh Kate in the face when she confessed what it may be. That would be unspeakably cruel to do to anyone who made such a secret known. Kate was her friend no matter what, and she didn’t want to lose her by pushing her away.
She closed her eyes when Kate told her that she had not touched her willingly, so that her friend couldn’t see her rolling them behind her eyelids. Claire doubted her hands had magically moved by themselves.
Claire opened her eyes to listen to Kate’s confession. She raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly when Kate said she fancied her. What was that supposed to mean? Claire fancied Kate as well. Same thing with how Kate said she thought of her as more than a friend. Yeah, well, duh. Claire thought of Kate as more than any regular friend too.
It didn’t seem to work either. There was no tangible result from Kate’s confession. She opened her mouth to tell Kate to try harder if she ever wanted them to escape this nightmare. Maybe she should try groping her while doing her confession. That brought a smile to her face, but she stopped herself from laughing.
However, Claire got no chance to say anything before Kate made an exclamation of frustration, walked over to her and kissed her. Oh, so that was what she had meant when she said she fancied her, was the only thought running through Claire’s head. She kept her eyes open and looked at Kate.
It reminded Claire of a fear of her own that she had had as a teenager. That no one would be able to love her, and that she would forever remain untouched. She hadn’t been a teenager for years now, but um, this was her first kiss of a romantic nature. She had gotten kissed by her tigers, but they used a lot of tongue all over her face. Kate didn’t. Claire closed her eyes and pursed her lips, not having a clue what she was doing, but following Kate’s lead.
The nightmare faded around them. She could feel herself slipping in and out of consciousness, awaking once more to a reality that had gone as
insane as any nightmare. She woke up on top of Kate though, feeling her breathing underneath her.
Claire wondered if Kate and Elijah had experienced what she had experienced. Had it really been them in the nightmare? If so, did Kate fancy Claire in that way?
She wanted to roll off of her before it got weirder, but if Kate had truly been there she might take it for dismissal of her feelings. Claire didn’t know how she was supposed to react to such a confession. She took a deep breath, then laid her head back down on Kate’s shoulder and pretended like nothing.
As Claire heard the beating of Kate’s heart, she had a passing thought that sleeping in her arms would be as natural as sleeping next to Solomon.
She closed her eyes when Kate told her that she had not touched her willingly, so that her friend couldn’t see her rolling them behind her eyelids. Claire doubted her hands had magically moved by themselves.
Claire opened her eyes to listen to Kate’s confession. She raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly when Kate said she fancied her. What was that supposed to mean? Claire fancied Kate as well. Same thing with how Kate said she thought of her as more than a friend. Yeah, well, duh. Claire thought of Kate as more than any regular friend too.
It didn’t seem to work either. There was no tangible result from Kate’s confession. She opened her mouth to tell Kate to try harder if she ever wanted them to escape this nightmare. Maybe she should try groping her while doing her confession. That brought a smile to her face, but she stopped herself from laughing.
However, Claire got no chance to say anything before Kate made an exclamation of frustration, walked over to her and kissed her. Oh, so that was what she had meant when she said she fancied her, was the only thought running through Claire’s head. She kept her eyes open and looked at Kate.
It reminded Claire of a fear of her own that she had had as a teenager. That no one would be able to love her, and that she would forever remain untouched. She hadn’t been a teenager for years now, but um, this was her first kiss of a romantic nature. She had gotten kissed by her tigers, but they used a lot of tongue all over her face. Kate didn’t. Claire closed her eyes and pursed her lips, not having a clue what she was doing, but following Kate’s lead.
The nightmare faded around them. She could feel herself slipping in and out of consciousness, awaking once more to a reality that had gone as
insane as any nightmare. She woke up on top of Kate though, feeling her breathing underneath her.
Claire wondered if Kate and Elijah had experienced what she had experienced. Had it really been them in the nightmare? If so, did Kate fancy Claire in that way?
She wanted to roll off of her before it got weirder, but if Kate had truly been there she might take it for dismissal of her feelings. Claire didn’t know how she was supposed to react to such a confession. She took a deep breath, then laid her head back down on Kate’s shoulder and pretended like nothing.
As Claire heard the beating of Kate’s heart, she had a passing thought that sleeping in her arms would be as natural as sleeping next to Solomon.