A Lesson In Anatomy {Shane}
Aug 12, 2013 0:01:04 GMT -5
Post by Beatrice Fletcher on Aug 12, 2013 0:01:04 GMT -5
It was pretty crazy how fast Beatrice had grown comfortable in Shane's presence. Not that she was the type of girl who took forever to open up and let other people in her space, but still, considering the fact that she'd never had a boyfriend before, she'd figured it would still take a little while before she was fully at ease in this type of a relationship. It was hardly more than a month since hers and Shane's first date though, and at this point, it felt like they had been dating for... well, not forever exactly, but still, a while. Which would probably explain why she had actually gone ahead and sent him a topless picture over break, in spite of the fact that it seemed so entirely out of character for herself that she had all but freaked out once the file had finished sending. In spite of that thought, she hadn't been dubious of what he would do with the picture, and she still wasn't - one of the things that was easy to establish about his personality was that he was a good guy, and regardless of where their relationship would be headed, she had no doubt that the picture she had sent him would never get shared to anybody else. It would stay between the two of them, she trusted him wholeheartedly on that.
Now that they were both back at the Academy though, she couldn't help but feel a tad nervous at the idea of showing the same amount of skin, but face to face instead of via a text shared picture. He hadn't asked for anything at this point - she didn't really expect him to either, at least not in a demanding way, because it just didn't seem fitting for him to do that. Still, she was pretty sure he was hopeful of it, just like she wouldn't say no to taking his own shirt off, but she figured that at some point it would happen. In the meantime, she was perfectly happy with their current activity - which was saying something, seeing as they were studying. It was something that had to be done though, so she'd much rather do it with him than by herself - and she was finding his stomach to be a perfect resting place for her head as she read through her Spanish notes, both of them stretched out at an odd, but comfy nonetheless, angle on her twin size bed so that she could use him as her own personal pillow. "Please remind me that, even though it would be awesome, I should abstain from ever visiting a Spanish speaking country because I'll be way too likely to accidentally insult someone," she spoke a bit absentmindedly as she doodled along the edges of her notebook.
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