Her lips pressed together, her heart falling down into that deep pit in her tummy. "I don't," she denied before she even had a moment to identify the feeling. The clenching in her chest. Because she had, hadn't she? It was why he muddled her thoughts. Distracted her. Why this--being with him--was the best part of her day, and the idea was so sickeningly sweet she wanted to squash it. "I didn't--I didn't really think of it all." She looked away from him, her eyes boring below his chin. She was supposed to be a good liar. It shouldn't matter if he rejected her or not.
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Date: 2010-05-13 04:10 am (UTC)