[ That--he doesn't say it, but her mind fills in the blanks, and honestly? She hasn't felt this stupidly giddy in years, it's actually really embarrassing, and the way her cheeks flush is a dead giveaway of that. And she's so giddy, in fact, that she steps in closer again, all but ready to just kiss him again, but--she hesitates.
How could she possibly, actually date him when he doesn't even know that she--should she tell him? Is "by the way, my last boyfriend died in a terrible accident," something you should tell someone before or after you start dating them? What if he decides he didn't sign up for her baggage when he learns, and changes his mind?
She'll just. Keep it to herself for now. Maybe it'll come up later, or something. She really doesn't want to ruin this moment. So up her hand goes, again, idly toying with the hem of his shirt. ]
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How could she possibly, actually date him when he doesn't even know that she--should she tell him? Is "by the way, my last boyfriend died in a terrible accident," something you should tell someone before or after you start dating them? What if he decides he didn't sign up for her baggage when he learns, and changes his mind?
She'll just. Keep it to herself for now. Maybe it'll come up later, or something. She really doesn't want to ruin this moment. So up her hand goes, again, idly toying with the hem of his shirt. ]
But with me... what, exactly?