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Slowly she nodded, though it took her a moment to pull back enough to start moving anywhere, half-afraid she'd start overthinking it the second she let go of him

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[stayastranger]

Even in the brief while it took to walk to her hut, it occurred to her that, of course, thinking was exactly what she ought to do. Already she was distracted, and... and what? If someone attacked now, would she have been any less capable of protecting both of them?

Stealing a glance his way, she pushed open the door to her hut and stepped inside. It was tempting just to kiss him again the moment the door had closed behind them. They'd come here to talk, though, and she needed a moment to see clearly, whether or not she liked it. "Alright," she said. "Now that we don't have an audience, we should... I don't know what we should."

[the_intersect]

He smiled a little nervously, then looked down at their hands again. At some point, they were going to have to talk about what all of this meant. About whether this was just another one of those moments that Sarah thought shouldn't have happened-- like right before Chuck had ended up on the island.

Chuck really wasn't looking forward to that conversation.

"Yeah, I don't know either. I-- I really didn't think that far ahead," Chuck said, then paused for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. "I really just want to kiss you again right now."

[stayastranger]

There was no use in pretending right then that she didn't want the same thing, no point in not just letting herself go into free fall. Later she'd pick herself up and think it through, analyze and plan and adjust. This wasn't later, this was now.

It wasn't usually in her to carry on, bereft of strategy or certainty, but Chuck was different, made her different. She couldn't really find it in her to say no, to insist they think this over, when it wasn't what she wanted at all. Instead, facing him, she stepped closer. Pushing up onto her toes and leaned in to kiss him, small and sweet and soft, her stomach twisting pleasantly. Just this once, just for this moment, she wanted to get what she wanted, consequences be damned.

[the_intersect]

To be honest, Chuck hadn't really been expecting it. Even after she hadn't let go of his hand, he'd expected the 'this can't happen' talk to start. So, when Sarah closed the space between them, he was more than a little relieved.

He leaned down to return the kiss in kind: just as small, just as soft. The hand that wasn't in Sarah's found itself around her waist again, and then at her jaw to cradle her face as he realized he didn't know quite where to put it.

God, she was a good kisser.