"I did, I am," she told him, although the truth of that was obvious enough with the fact of her standing there with the sound of carnival music and the dancing colored lights of the midway games off on the horizon. The world felt too easy and happy not to, her mood nothing but light as she came near enough to do as she had not really been allowed to do for so long and reached for him.
Her fingers curled against the warmth of his grip as she leaned in, leant up onto the balls of her feet and pressed a kiss quick to his mouth. It was a simple, chaste thing, and yet felt like a piece of everything. All with the flavor of sugar and food coloring.
She did not linger there but, entirely pleased over the liberty, drew back with a smile. When she turned to look in search of the Ferris Wheel, craning her head up to see the circle that dominated the immediate horizon. "Oh," she breathed, before turning her smile back to him. "I would love that."
Remembering that she still held the cotton candy, her gaze dropped to it then rose again to meet his. "Would you like to try?" She pulled a puff-cloud section of it off the main mass and held it up between them.
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Her fingers curled against the warmth of his grip as she leaned in, leant up onto the balls of her feet and pressed a kiss quick to his mouth. It was a simple, chaste thing, and yet felt like a piece of everything. All with the flavor of sugar and food coloring.
She did not linger there but, entirely pleased over the liberty, drew back with a smile. When she turned to look in search of the Ferris Wheel, craning her head up to see the circle that dominated the immediate horizon. "Oh," she breathed, before turning her smile back to him. "I would love that."
Remembering that she still held the cotton candy, her gaze dropped to it then rose again to meet his. "Would you like to try?" She pulled a puff-cloud section of it off the main mass and held it up between them.