He combed his fingers through her hair. "I know what you did to me. I just don't know how." He knew he wasn't making any sense. And that was fine. His brain was addled.
And he certainly couldn't argue with her assessment of how it felt. "It does. Really good. Damn good." He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "Which makes no sense. But I'm not going to complain."
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Date: 2013-10-01 01:09 am (UTC)And he certainly couldn't argue with her assessment of how it felt. "It does. Really good. Damn good." He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "Which makes no sense. But I'm not going to complain."