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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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"Then we go skip that part. I was just offering." Brad shrugged a bit, letting his smile relax once again. His brown eyes studied her face, seeming lost in thought as he did.

She leaned up to him and kissed him gently but passionately, a kiss full of love, she poured her heart out into a single kiss

Taken aback by her sudden kiss, it took him a moment to fully react. Leaning in to her lips, Brad had the brightest smile he could muster up in the kiss with her. Wherever this came from, he liked it. The sweet taste of her lips was addicting, and he had missed the butterflies it gave him every time she kissed when she was gone.

(I would have responded sooner, but I was struggling to write something up.)

Caroline had missed this the feeling of his lips on hers and all the feelings that came with it she had missed him she brought on hand to rest on his Chest as they kissed

(it's alright)

(I really suck at writing kiss scenes- eheh…)

The feeling of her touch drew him in more, resting one of his hands on hers. Cupping her face, he leaned in more and more; he didn't want to have to pull back just yet. This was the best thing, besides her coming back, that had happened all week. It felt like a miracle, or maybe even a dream. The whole world started to feel surreal around them, noise drowning out in the back of his mind.

She smiled softly as she slowly pulled away leaning her forehead against his

Brad tried to lean in, but it was too late. The world came back as soon as the feeling of her lips were gone. The soft talk on the television was really what brought him back. "I love you." He whispered to Caroline, running his thumb over her cheek. "And I won't ever let go."

"I love you too. . .and I intend to hold on" she said

Brad smiled his softest smile as he ran his fingers through his hair to slick it back. "Good… just call me Jack. My pretty little Rose." He hummed, leaning in to peck her lips. "And yes, I have watched the Titanic. Don't judge me for it."

"never my love" she said kissinng him quickly

Pulling back from her just a bit, he smiled weakly. "Well, what now?" Brad asked, glancing over at the television. "Get ready for later tonight? Or are you still not wanting to go?"

"I'll go but I'm going to wear a swimsuit cover up ok?" She asked

"Of course, babe. I'll be with you the whole time, if you'd prefer. Or we could get you a one-piece, so you could still swim." Brad offered her multiple things, wanting to just cuddle up and rest his head on her lap.

" no it's ok " she smiled softly

Nodding a bit to her response, he curled up on the couch a bit and turned to the television. "Do you just wanna sit around for a bit? Or do you have to go start getting ready?"

"I can sit around a bit" she said

"Good. I want to just have some time with you before tonight. You'll probably be whisked away by friends." Brad joked, stretching out a bit with a smile. "So spending time now, is for the best."

She smiled resting her head in his lap after setting her tea down on the coffee table

“Love you baby-doll.” Brad whispered, running his fingers through her hair with a smile. He really did love her. Starring down at her with a bright smile, he admired her looks.

"I love you too baby" she said reaching up to brush her thumb against his lips

Leaning in to the touch, his face relaxed when she touched him. "Mmm… I love that feeling." He whispered as she ran her finger over her lips.

"happy to deliver" she said softly continuing the gesture.

"I really shouldn't be falling asleep right now… but I am." Brad whispered, leaning back in to the couch with a weak smile. The fatigue he felt was taking over him.

"well rest" she said sitting up from his lap and standing up

"No, no, I really shouldn't… why are you getting up?" Brad asked softly, pushing off the couch to follow after her. Whenever he mentioned being tired, she got up and left. He never understood her reasoning behind it.

" I need to get ready" she said wrapping her arms around his neck

"But why now?" Brad asked with a slight pout. "You said we had some time, can't you just sit with me for five more minutes?" He pleaded, scooping her up and holding on to her.

She looked at him "okay" she said pecking his lips

Sitting back down on the edge of the couch, he rested his chin on her upper chest. "Want some help getting ready, when you do?" Brad asked her softly, smiling lazily.