Disclaimer: I do not own This Lullaby or any of its characters. Remy and Dexter belong to Ms. Sarah Dessen. Well, the whole book belongs to her. I don't get to have any of it.
A/N: This happens just after Remy sits down next to Dexter after she went to find him and ends with the kiss. (That part is near the end of the book.) Its how I think that part of the book should have gone.
Dexter's POV
I sat there, for a split second, just enjoying the moment. But then my thoughts caught up with me. I pushed away, "Remy, I can't." She sat there waiting for the rest. I think she half-feared and half-expected this would happen.
I took a breath and continued, "I mean, I can't keep doing this anymore. You keep coming closer, and just when you get close enough you push me away. And I can't do this anymore, I can't keep playing this game with you."
I looked up, trying to read her face and understand her reaction. She had a sad, wistful look on her face. I tried to explain myself again, because I wasn't sure if I mad sense the first time, "I mean it's just so freakin-" then a manicured finger cut me off by pressing itself to my lips. "Shhh..." she said, "You don't need to explain to me, I understand."
My head swam as I struggled with this statement. "You...you understand?" I asked incredulously. Remy? Understanding? That's never happened before. Who was this new Remy? How many Remys had I known in the past few weeks? She was always changing. But as I looked at her, I knew this Remy was here to stay. Could I learn to love this Remy?
And as she scooted towards me and I towards her until all the distance between us had disappeared; until her lips were on mine; I knew my answer. Yes, yes I could.