[She can feel his breath along her neck, and it makes her want to pull away and lean in at the same time. She stays still instead, listening and relishing in just - being missed. Not a lot of people who would say that about her.
More now than there used to be, sure, but none of them in the same way as Bruce.
I like you, he had said, as more than a friend. It should be so hard to just say that, he hadn't had much trouble with it.
Selina does lean in, turning so that her nose briefly brushes against his.]
Let's not talk about before.
[They kept screwing things up, before. She doesn't want to think about screwing things up, not while she closes the distance and kisses him.]
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More now than there used to be, sure, but none of them in the same way as Bruce.
I like you, he had said, as more than a friend. It should be so hard to just say that, he hadn't had much trouble with it.
Selina does lean in, turning so that her nose briefly brushes against his.]
Let's not talk about before.
[They kept screwing things up, before. She doesn't want to think about screwing things up, not while she closes the distance and kisses him.]