Party's stroking the side of Gwen's cheek--because now he can touch her, it's a stupid thing, but he never wants to let her go. It's sappy and dumb but he leans over and places a quick, chaste kiss on her cheek before positively beaming.
"You gotta not dwell on the fucking past, Tumbleweed. The future is bulletproof and the aftermath is secondary and I can touch you. Like.. Touch. No gloves. Just this. Just us."
His laughter was incredulous, pulling her tight and bear hugging her.
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Party's stroking the side of Gwen's cheek--because now he can touch her, it's a stupid thing, but he never wants to let her go. It's sappy and dumb but he leans over and places a quick, chaste kiss on her cheek before positively beaming.
"You gotta not dwell on the fucking past, Tumbleweed. The future is bulletproof and the aftermath is secondary and I can touch you. Like.. Touch. No gloves. Just this. Just us."
His laughter was incredulous, pulling her tight and bear hugging her.
"Look alive, motorbaby!"