"Thanks, Kiddo..." And he meant it. Whether he was still fighting his weaknesses or not, he felt good, knowing she was proud of him. It really did mean something to him.
Leaning his head back, he forgets lunch for now and closes his eyes. Whatever he'd been giving to relax was kicking in and he could feel himself growing drowsy. He was supposed to eat. He wanted to play cards. But... maybe after just a... small... nap...
Before he can stop it, he's resting peacefully.
The analytical side of Justin wondered if his and Beth's reaction to each other was the simple result of pent-up feelings. The other side of him didn't care what it was. He felt warm and comfortable and good all over and that's all he cared about as he returns Beth's kiss without losing passion.
Eventually drawing back with several smaller kisses, Justin catches his breath, his eyes only inches from hers, staring deeply into them... searching for answers. His arms remain holding her against himself, as if afraid he might lose her if he let go.
Breathing heavily, his heart pounds wildly in his chest and he almost felt dizzy. But no matter his desire to relish these feelings, he had to know...
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