She was totally and completely talking about the wrong guy. At least he was thinking it. Surprise flashed in his expression briefly and his immediate response was to look aside. Sweet, huh. It wasn't something people called him. And in a way, he didn't like it. But it was only her. He could tolerate it if it was only her who called him that.
And if it was just that one time. No more after that.
"So you want to mean something to someone," he commented with some observance, as if he was trying to put her feelings concisely. "Isn't that what everyone wants? Even the people who don't admit it do."
He guessed distantly he wanted that, too. In one form or another.
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She was totally and completely talking about the wrong guy. At least he was thinking it. Surprise flashed in his expression briefly and his immediate response was to look aside. Sweet, huh. It wasn't something people called him. And in a way, he didn't like it. But it was only her. He could tolerate it if it was only her who called him that.
And if it was just that one time. No more after that.
"So you want to mean something to someone," he commented with some observance, as if he was trying to put her feelings concisely. "Isn't that what everyone wants? Even the people who don't admit it do."
He guessed distantly he wanted that, too. In one form or another.