- Joined
- Jan 8, 2020
There were no nerves on Tessa's part, which was in all honesty a bit of a shock. She had expected to feel so shy or even anxious being alone with him. All she felt was a pleasing sensation of butterflies in her stomach. They twisted and spun inside her belly, their wings brushing her insides as he held her hand. "Yeah?" Her eyes met his and she tilted her head. To know that something she would have thought so easy for him had not been? It made him more human, naturally. Yet, it made her see him in a sweeter light. She had seen him as being full of confidence, to think that admitting it had been brave for him. She wondered why, but didn't question it. Laughing she shook her head.
Tessa's lips formed a small o of understanding and she squeezed his hand lightly. "I wouldn't have thought of that, so without you thinking a head, I might have rushed myself into danger." Not to mention that she wouldn't have wanted to put him in that position. Where his judgment could be clouded or where he would live with the regret of making the right choice. "One step at a time." She echoed his words and gave him a light smile, despite the heaviness of the conversation.
Her laughter was bright as they cleaned up the dinner. "Uh huh.. I don't think you could blame that one on me, Sir." Green eyes danced as the finished. Her hand was captured and she blushed, a bright pleasing pink. Her fingers lanced with his own as they headed toward the door together. The corridors were almost deserted, which didn't bother her in the slightest. Only Lieutenant Peters came across their path and despite the not so subtle glance to their hands, nothing was said. Jim opened the door for her and she stepped in before him hearing the doors slide closed as she turned to the panel he indicated. Smiling, she brushed her lips against his jaw as she turned to block the panel from his view.
A plan had been true. There was something she had always wanted to see. Something that occurred on earth.. Her nimble fingers programmed what she wanted, and the room slowly changed. The smell of the sea mingled with the scent of buttered popcorn, the sweet smell of fried foods. The cries of children and gulls alike. Laughter and faint music. The dark of the sky light with the bright colors of the midway lights. Turning to him she smiled. "I have always wanted to visit one of these.." Her voice was softer as she moved back to him, taking his hand. Her fingers laced through his own and she smiled up at him. "So, like it, Jim?"
Tessa's lips formed a small o of understanding and she squeezed his hand lightly. "I wouldn't have thought of that, so without you thinking a head, I might have rushed myself into danger." Not to mention that she wouldn't have wanted to put him in that position. Where his judgment could be clouded or where he would live with the regret of making the right choice. "One step at a time." She echoed his words and gave him a light smile, despite the heaviness of the conversation.
Her laughter was bright as they cleaned up the dinner. "Uh huh.. I don't think you could blame that one on me, Sir." Green eyes danced as the finished. Her hand was captured and she blushed, a bright pleasing pink. Her fingers lanced with his own as they headed toward the door together. The corridors were almost deserted, which didn't bother her in the slightest. Only Lieutenant Peters came across their path and despite the not so subtle glance to their hands, nothing was said. Jim opened the door for her and she stepped in before him hearing the doors slide closed as she turned to the panel he indicated. Smiling, she brushed her lips against his jaw as she turned to block the panel from his view.
A plan had been true. There was something she had always wanted to see. Something that occurred on earth.. Her nimble fingers programmed what she wanted, and the room slowly changed. The smell of the sea mingled with the scent of buttered popcorn, the sweet smell of fried foods. The cries of children and gulls alike. Laughter and faint music. The dark of the sky light with the bright colors of the midway lights. Turning to him she smiled. "I have always wanted to visit one of these.." Her voice was softer as she moved back to him, taking his hand. Her fingers laced through his own and she smiled up at him. "So, like it, Jim?"