That confused almost mad expression that had knit across his face made her uneasy. She wasn't saying this right, obviously. Putting the fruit down she picked up a towel to wipe her hands and came across to the table, sinking into the opposite chair.
"I'm just trying to say that... I like you. And I know that seems like something we've established already but, ugh, how do I put this?
"You're... not my usual type. I mean, it's not like I have a very narrow type and in terms of being handsome and male you fit the bill, but I'm used to having a sort of neutral 'well you're okay' feeling about the people I take home with me. Those people don't make my knees feel like jelly every time they smile at me."
She rubbed at the back of her neck, blushing. Christ she'd really said that out loud...
"You are nothing like anybody I've dated in a long long time, and I think I like you more than anybody I've dated ever, and that's just sort of ... intimidating."
"What I mean is that I haven't felt SERIOUS about someone in an age and I don't think I'm doing it right. So I get anxious about fucking up something good, and then I try to distract myself and use work to sort out my thoughts. Hasn't been the most helpful this time though."
She let out a slow breath, then waved her hand toward him.
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That confused almost mad expression that had knit across his face made her uneasy. She wasn't saying this right, obviously. Putting the fruit down she picked up a towel to wipe her hands and came across to the table, sinking into the opposite chair.
"I'm just trying to say that... I like you. And I know that seems like something we've established already but, ugh, how do I put this?
"You're... not my usual type. I mean, it's not like I have a very narrow type and in terms of being handsome and male you fit the bill, but I'm used to having a sort of neutral 'well you're okay' feeling about the people I take home with me. Those people don't make my knees feel like jelly every time they smile at me."
She rubbed at the back of her neck, blushing. Christ she'd really said that out loud...
"You are nothing like anybody I've dated in a long long time, and I think I like you more than anybody I've dated ever, and that's just sort of ... intimidating."
"What I mean is that I haven't felt SERIOUS about someone in an age and I don't think I'm doing it right. So I get anxious about fucking up something good, and then I try to distract myself and use work to sort out my thoughts. Hasn't been the most helpful this time though."
She let out a slow breath, then waved her hand toward him.
"Okay, that's all I've got. Go ahead."