"Good, I think you're the only one that can out eat me and I still don't know how." Lincoln stretched his hands round her itty bitty waist and settled his hands at her back. He felt comfortable like this but then he always felt comfortable like this. With Lee.
"I might have lost my cool a little," Lincoln admitted. His even temper was a reliable thing l, all his friends knew that but that was only because he kept control on if. Control which had been sorely tempted. "I know I date and it doesn't change anything between us. And I know you're not territory, I just-"
He tensed when she talked about dating, kissing other people and that was unfair. He'd been on dates, recently as well but something had changed. With them. He wasn't sure when or what but it had.
"I just didn't want him kissing you or touching you when I-" His voice trailed off as he tried to explain it. Groaning in frustration he pressed his forehead against hers, trying to figure out what he meant. "-I can get a do over, right?"
Reaching up to brush her hair back, Lincoln pressed his lips against hers.
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Date: 2015-03-14 11:28 am (UTC)"Good, I think you're the only one that can out eat me and I still don't know how." Lincoln stretched his hands round her itty bitty waist and settled his hands at her back. He felt comfortable like this but then he always felt comfortable like this. With Lee.
"I might have lost my cool a little," Lincoln admitted. His even temper was a reliable thing l, all his friends knew that but that was only because he kept control on if. Control which had been sorely tempted. "I know I date and it doesn't change anything between us. And I know you're not territory, I just-"
He tensed when she talked about dating, kissing other people and that was unfair. He'd been on dates, recently as well but something had changed. With them. He wasn't sure when or what but it had.
"I just didn't want him kissing you or touching you when I-" His voice trailed off as he tried to explain it. Groaning in frustration he pressed his forehead against hers, trying to figure out what he meant. "-I can get a do over, right?"
Reaching up to brush her hair back, Lincoln pressed his lips against hers.