You spoil me, and I like being spoiled, if anything you're at fault for how insatiable I am.
[ And then there's a potentially worryingly long pause because she needs a second to sit and stare at that word – mine – and let every pang of worry and want work through her while making up her mind what to do with that. ]
I don't think I need to wear anything in particular to look like I'm yours.
[ She needs a drink, speaking openly about her feelings is still hard. She's got a lot of excessive self-protecting to let go of. ]
no subject
[ And then there's a potentially worryingly long pause because she needs a second to sit and stare at that word – mine – and let every pang of worry and want work through her while making up her mind what to do with that. ]
I don't think I need to wear anything in particular to look like I'm yours.
[ She needs a drink, speaking openly about her feelings is still hard. She's got a lot of excessive self-protecting to let go of. ]