[He tilts his head up towards her, his expression lazy and pleased and a little hypnotized. Her hands are soft on his face. He'd go anywhere she told him to go.]
That's the price . . . ? What's the price for wanting to eat you up?
[But he doesn't bother to wait for an answer. He likes this, not so secretly, he likes being the tall one but he likes the opposite, too, because it allows him to lean up into her and let her see how absolutely devastated he is, to slide one hand around her waist and rest the other at the back of her neck and kiss her like he's never going to get another chance to. She wants to be a movie star - let her have her movie star kiss, let her have a hundred of them, let her get everything she wants because she deserves it.]
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That's the price . . . ? What's the price for wanting to eat you up?
[But he doesn't bother to wait for an answer. He likes this, not so secretly, he likes being the tall one but he likes the opposite, too, because it allows him to lean up into her and let her see how absolutely devastated he is, to slide one hand around her waist and rest the other at the back of her neck and kiss her like he's never going to get another chance to. She wants to be a movie star - let her have her movie star kiss, let her have a hundred of them, let her get everything she wants because she deserves it.]