She kisses him. When she should take that opening, shove him back, run, Kate kisses him. Not like she's trying to shut him up, but sweet and tender and soft.
"I don't mind," she whispers, barely a puff of breath against his lips, like if she says it too loud it will bring everything crashing down. "Your feelings. It's okay. I just...don't want to hurt you. Don't want to lose you. Don't want to fuck up something good by you thinking I'm someone I'm not."
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Date: 2011-10-08 05:28 am (UTC)"I don't mind," she whispers, barely a puff of breath against his lips, like if she says it too loud it will bring everything crashing down. "Your feelings. It's okay. I just...don't want to hurt you. Don't want to lose you. Don't want to fuck up something good by you thinking I'm someone I'm not."