[Her hands skim down his chest, his side, his hips, feeling a small thrill of excitement from just being held. And that, yes, that one last time as well. But no rush, or not too much of one. Time enough to talk and what if and make love before she says her goodbyes, puts on her bravest face.]
Would we have still been in love? Would we still excite each other? Or would we be one of those boring old couples who just end up hating each other?
[She knows what answer he'll give, of course, but she still wants to hear it.]
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[Her hands skim down his chest, his side, his hips, feeling a small thrill of excitement from just being held. And that, yes, that one last time as well. But no rush, or not too much of one. Time enough to talk and what if and make love before she says her goodbyes, puts on her bravest face.]
Would we have still been in love? Would we still excite each other? Or would we be one of those boring old couples who just end up hating each other?
[She knows what answer he'll give, of course, but she still wants to hear it.]