Taking his surprise in a negative sense, she ducked away from his gaze even more so he wouldn’t see her flesh, reaching out for a towel to cover up. “S-Sorry..” she whispered, feeling ashamed now for feeling this way. Still their kiss earlier had sparked something in her she hadn’t felt in a while, love that swirled around desire for him.
Craving intimacy in order to be further connected to him – she missed it.
“I-I’ll just—”
Jack couldn’t keep from wincing as she ducked away and covered herself. Even though he knew he’d probably just surprised her, it still hurt to see her turn away from him, even now. He quickly spoke up, trying to reassure her.
“N-no, don’t be sorry! I just … I wasn’t expecting …” He felt like a horny, embarrassed young boy again as he tried not to stare at her. He fought the urge to lick his lips, and failed. “Soap. Right. The soap’s down here.” He scrambled under the sink for it.
She’s not ready for that. She only just came home, only just agreed to be with me again. It’s too soon.
Giggling nervously to hide her embarrassment, she said, “R-Right, silly me…it was right there..” Had she hurt him by being embarrassed? Of course they would be slightly awkward around each other but that was what she was hoping to fix. But did he even want it?
Leaning down closer to him until her body bumped his slightly, Katelynn hoped her blushing cheeks weren’t a dead give away. “Sorry I had to make you get up,” she whispered near his ear, feeling a tingling sensation between her legs.
“Really, it’s okay …” Jack’s voice trailed off as he felt her warm breath against his ear. A shiver ran through him – had she forgotten how incredibly sensitive his ears were? He turned back around, soap in hand, and saw that telltale blush in her cheeks. The one that always appeared when she was trying to …
Oh.
Maybe it’s not too soon.
Jack set the soap down on the counter. A lavender blush rose in his own cheeks as he opened his arms to, hoping, praying, that he wasn’t reading her wrong. “I’d do anything for you, Katelynn.” That line had sounded much more romantic in his head, but he couldn’t take it back now.
Jack Maple 