Olivia waited, trying to decipher Charlie's expression. Confused, that was easy enough to read, but he had to feel more....shouldn't he feel more? He was staring at her blankly, and she felt the unfamiliar sensation of blood rushing to her cheeks. Stupid blush, why did it have to come now?! She looked down at her hands, blinking quickly to stop the tears that had risen to her eyes from overflowing.
"Olivia..." Charlie's voice was odd, coarse. He was trying to soften the news. He didn't want her. "Why did you stop?"
Olivia's heart seemed to stop, and than pound as if making up for lost time. Charlie brushed away the tears that had finally overflowed.
"I'm sorry....did I...hurt you? Are you okay?" Olivia couldn't speak, only shake her head and let out a sort of gasping laugh. She looked up into his eyes, taking in the warm brown as the sun danced across his face. She reached with a shaking hand to run her fingers through his thick mass of hair. It was soft and his eyes closed at her touch. He wanted her, and in that moment, that was all that mattered.
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Emma looked out the window of her dormitory absentmindedly. She was startled out of her thoughts by a gentle knock and then a warm hand placed on her shoulder. Her heart leaped into her throat and she whirled around. Lucas stood behind her, studying her reaction with half-mocking eyes.
"What are you doing here?!" Emma asked, wishing she sounded less glad to see him.
"I wanted to see you," he said easily, sliding down to sit next to her. He played with a lock of her hair that had come loose of her ponytail before slipping it casually behind her ear. "I like talking to you," he admitted, looking at her with an expectant expression, almost hungry. He waited for her to speak.
"Oh," she stumbled over her words as her breath caught. How did he do that?! "I—I like talking to you too."
"Really?" he raised his eyebrows, leaning in closer as if subconsciously. "How much?" he murmured, leaning in still closer. Emma had to look away from that haunting perfection of his face.
"Um...enough to be happy to see you," she shrugged. He caught her gaze again.
"No more then?" his breath was now intermingled with hers.