Ugh, he wasn't getting anywhere with this. He thought seeing her in person—talking to her—rather than trying to express himself through letters would make this easier, but it wasn't. Not at all.
With an exasperated sigh, Edric walked straight in her direction until they stood face-to-face again. It both made seeing her easier and grasping her expressions; observing her body language was important, especially when she was being stubborn still. "I care about you, February. I have plenty of reasons to not want to care—none of them specific to you—but I can't help how I feel."
Was this the right way to do it? He didn't know.
"I panicked in that moment. I regretted it as soon as I told you..." Why was this so hard? She was just a woman for fuck's sake, yet it didn't feel that way. "... when I told you I thought I liked the kiss."
With a sigh in resignation, he reached up and used his thumb to pull her chin up to look at him.
"I'm sorry. I was an ass."
With an exasperated sigh, Edric walked straight in her direction until they stood face-to-face again. It both made seeing her easier and grasping her expressions; observing her body language was important, especially when she was being stubborn still. "I care about you, February. I have plenty of reasons to not want to care—none of them specific to you—but I can't help how I feel."
Was this the right way to do it? He didn't know.
"I panicked in that moment. I regretted it as soon as I told you..." Why was this so hard? She was just a woman for fuck's sake, yet it didn't feel that way. "... when I told you I thought I liked the kiss."
With a sigh in resignation, he reached up and used his thumb to pull her chin up to look at him.
"I'm sorry. I was an ass."
— set by MJ! —