"Sorry." But it wasn't like Rick wasn't part of her life still because Lisa had to go and marry the son of a bitch. She was still sure the two of them did it just to fuck with her. But they both knew that they each had a past, she knew how badly he'd hurt after Susan left and even more so after what ultimately happened. She'd been there for that, for him. Only just starting to realize how much she'd felt for him around that time.
Apparently, he was uncomfortable with the conversation and pulled over for what she was sure was going to be yet another instance of him telling her how he couldn't stop to think about things like that right now. How he couldn't afford the distraction of this or that. So she took a breath and reached for that centering she held when she was running through practice. When he turned to face her she mirrored his movement, her own hands very still resting on her thigh.
Would she what? Let it all go? Forget about it? Get over him and move on, again? She had some choice words for that if he was going to try that out with her again. And then he started the classic spiel of I care about you but, you're a great friend but... But that was not even remotely where the conversation turned and Karrin was utterly unprepared to hear it.
She blinked several times working his words around in her head, she took almost a minute reviewing every tiny implication of his questions. And when you're alone in a car at night, one minute is a terribly long time for the other person.
She turned her hands over each other, thinking carefully over her response and looking up at him with a nod of decision. She moved slightly toward him, her hand snaking out as quick as a trained fighter was capable, and snagged him roughly by the back of his neck. "Get over here and fucking kiss me." She hauled him toward her.
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Date: 2020-11-01 10:06 pm (UTC)Apparently, he was uncomfortable with the conversation and pulled over for what she was sure was going to be yet another instance of him telling her how he couldn't stop to think about things like that right now. How he couldn't afford the distraction of this or that. So she took a breath and reached for that centering she held when she was running through practice. When he turned to face her she mirrored his movement, her own hands very still resting on her thigh.
Would she what? Let it all go? Forget about it? Get over him and move on, again? She had some choice words for that if he was going to try that out with her again. And then he started the classic spiel of I care about you but, you're a great friend but... But that was not even remotely where the conversation turned and Karrin was utterly unprepared to hear it.
She blinked several times working his words around in her head, she took almost a minute reviewing every tiny implication of his questions. And when you're alone in a car at night, one minute is a terribly long time for the other person.
She turned her hands over each other, thinking carefully over her response and looking up at him with a nod of decision. She moved slightly toward him, her hand snaking out as quick as a trained fighter was capable, and snagged him roughly by the back of his neck. "Get over here and fucking kiss me." She hauled him toward her.