Well... just what is that supposed to mean, exactly? She pulls back, hands dropping from his cheeks to his shoulders as she watches him with furrowed brows. He'd responded to the kiss. Sort of. Not in the way she'd imagined he would've under normal circumstances, but he'd still responded. And yes, that's not exactly the sort of thing she wants to hear after kissing Harry, but--
"Did you have something else you'd rather be doing?" There's a note of something in her voice. Not snappish as she might've been--because she's working on that temper, damn it, because she wants this to work--but still something defensive.
Without thinking of it, she reaches up with her left hand to jerkily tug a chunk of red hair behind her ear. The ring on her finger feels much colder in the choppy wind, now; or maybe that's just her.
THE LIST GROWS BY THE MONTH, I FEEL LIKE
We're doing this now?
Well... just what is that supposed to mean, exactly? She pulls back, hands dropping from his cheeks to his shoulders as she watches him with furrowed brows. He'd responded to the kiss. Sort of. Not in the way she'd imagined he would've under normal circumstances, but he'd still responded. And yes, that's not exactly the sort of thing she wants to hear after kissing Harry, but--
"Did you have something else you'd rather be doing?" There's a note of something in her voice. Not snappish as she might've been--because she's working on that temper, damn it, because she wants this to work--but still something defensive.
Without thinking of it, she reaches up with her left hand to jerkily tug a chunk of red hair behind her ear. The ring on her finger feels much colder in the choppy wind, now; or maybe that's just her.