Life is a fragile thing. Apparently the whole world is fragile too.
Elizabeth NorrisStichwörter: life
Janelle, you're my home.
Elizabeth Norristhe book I was reading turned out to be crack
Elizabeth NorrisStichwörter: humor reading-books
So your perfect proposal, what would it be?" Ben asks. "Seriously?"... "I don't know. It would just be the two of us, and I guess I'd want him to say something honest, not overly romantic, not something that would make a great story to tell his friends. I'd just want him to lean over..." As I say it, I lean slightly toward Ben, close enough that I can feel the warmth of his body radiating into the empty space between us, and drop the volume of my voice. "... and say 'Janelle Tenner, fucking marry me.
Elizabeth NorrisOkay, so two people who are in love - they are who they are when they're apart, but when they're together, the fact that they're in love is supposed to make them better. Love and relationships are supposed to make people better.
Elizabeth NorrisWhen the zipper snaps open, Ben pauses, his breath hot in my ear. "Janelle Tenner," he whispers. "I fucking love you.
Elizabeth NorrisApparently this month is full of surprises. No one is as dumb as I thought they were.
Elizabeth NorrisStichwörter: janelle
I mean, contrary to popular belief, I'm actually not harboring a secret desire to grow up and become a bioterrorist.
Elizabeth NorrisStichwörter: alex
And the way it felt?" I whisper, as if that might soften the blow of embarrassment I'm about to deal. "Is that how you were feeling - how you feel - about me?"
A breeze comes off the ocean, and my skin feels strangely empty and open as he gives an almost imperceptible nod.
Stichwörter: science-fiction-romance ya unraveling ben-and-janelle
Reaching out, I grab his hand and intertwine my fingers with his. And I move into his space until we're not even an inch from each other. Laying my forehead on his chest, I take a deep breath and feel his whole body relax, as if tension is rolling off his body in waves.
I was always the kid who loved the smell of gasoline.
His free hand comes up, and his fingers slip through my hair before his hand settles between my shoulder blades.
"Ben," I say into his shirt.
"Janelle," he whispers back, and I can feel his mouth against my hair. I can feel him smile.
Stichwörter: romance science-fiction science-fiction-romance ya unraveling ben-and-janelle
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