A/N: New chapter, the next two are going to be really hard to do :/
Disclaimer: I own multiple things. I do no own the Mentalist though, wish as I might.
Touch
Sometimes when you're holding you can feel her heart beat pounding in her chest. You used to think that nothing could get this woman's heart going because of her line of work, but the way you hold her is something often lost for people like her. You know that she's glad that it was you who found this new enthusiasm for life in her.
When she kisses you its different to when you kiss her. When she kisses you its like the world is crashing around you and she'd the only thing you're aware of, the only thing you can feel. When you kiss her you feel like you are stealing something precious from the world, and you're not sure if you should be guilty or happy that you are hers and she is yours.
Those fleeting moments when your hands pass over the other's quickly when no one else is meant to notice is becoming harder. That immediate sparkle of hope in humanity you get when your skin makes contact with hers is becoming so frighteningly exhilarating to you that you wonder how you've not shouted to the heavens your love for this women yet.
When she's not with you sometimes you think that you can still feel her, still feel her hands, her body pressed against yours, her lips touching your lips and the way her hair tickles against your face.
You wonder how she can keep this unbearable distance from you when she's not within reach of you, you wonder if its some test or if she really doesn't understand how much she means to you yet.
I like the ending in this one. Hopefully you are also feeling positive about it. :D
