There are probably waiters sweeping the soup course off the table all over town. [He agrees, but if she'd indicated a preference he'd go with it.] In, then?
[He's shaking his head before she gets to saying she doesn't mind.]
There's a difference between liking someone and wanting to sleep with them. I still like other people. I'm just less interested in finding out how much I'd like them in bed.
You're funnier than you have any idea about, as beautiful as you think you are, weird, exciting - you still fascinate me with something every day, and if I ever act like you're not enough then let me know so I can smack some sense into myself.
[The silliness seems to have helped with whatever had been caught in the air before. And that quirk grows to a real smile by the time he's caught her hand in the courtly manner and drawn her in.]
[She presses against him, and she doesn't need the help from the mistletoe to kiss him, but it is there above their heads, suggestive as she presses her lips to his, her hands to his hips]
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Do we need to talk about today?
[She says it with a level of frankness that is typical for her, and unworried air to her question.]
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[But he hasn't said anything to her so far.]
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[She tilts her head to watch him, and she's not sure what this is, she's not exactly sure what's going on.]
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No. With how long I've been sleeping with a patient, I think I'm too far gone. [He turns in his chair and stands up, leaning back on it.]
Do we need to talk?
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[She thinks for a moment.]
Do you want to sleep with her? You know that I won't mind if you do.
[She may be monogamous to please him, but he doesn't have to be to please her.]
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There's a difference between liking someone and wanting to sleep with them. I still like other people. I'm just less interested in finding out how much I'd like them in bed.
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[She shrugs, but doesn't come forward.]
Are you upset?
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[Well, she knows that. But it isn't quite what he's saying.]
More than friendship, less than... us.[That's about as close as he can pitch it in words.] I'm not upset. I'm worried other people might be.
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[That's a clean dismissal of them, of the entire institution.]
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If you ever do want a threesome? We'll find some girl we've never seen before and probably won't see again.
[Now he's closing that gap toward her.]
But I'm good with what I have.
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Do I satisfy you? Am I funny enough for you?
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You more than- [It feels ridiculous to even answer.] I love you.
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I didn't know that counted as enough.
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You're funnier than you have any idea about, as beautiful as you think you are, weird, exciting - you still fascinate me with something every day, and if I ever act like you're not enough then let me know so I can smack some sense into myself.
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[There's a pause and she looks at him, really examines him.]
Were you jealous of the people I kissed?
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Not the teenagers.
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It's a curse, I'm not going to suggest muskets at dawn over it. But it's not something I enjoy.
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They are worth fighting over.
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[Luckily the winter means lots of boots, right?]
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Not worried. My aim's good.
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