[ the next... oh. he unzips her skirt, fingers feeling numb and clumsy. enough so that he has to poke at his fingertips and make sure they still work. when her skirt falls away he looks up at her, his breath catching in his nose audibly. she really can't put this ball in his court because he won't ever hit it. that doesn't mean he won't think about it, like, all the time. especially after what almost happened between them. ]
Karen, I- [ he shuts himself down, swallowing and looking back down at the floor again. what if he can't ever do that with her? ]
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Karen, I- [ he shuts himself down, swallowing and looking back down at the floor again. what if he can't ever do that with her? ]