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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 18, 2014 23:22:21 GMT -5
"Oh. Oh. In that case--" Curt coughed a little, genuinely surprised. "That's quite flattering, I'm glad you've enjoyed my company."
But instead of stiffening up and casting about for some banal thing to discuss -- the days ahead, perhaps -- Curt found himself leaning in a little attentively.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Apr 18, 2014 23:27:40 GMT -5
She peered up at him and chewed her lip. "Do you want to sit with me, or should I stand up again?"
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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 18, 2014 23:47:53 GMT -5
He nodded swiftly.
"If you're comfortable, I'm more than happy to stay put. Have the others gone off to bed?"
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Post by Nina Fortner on Apr 18, 2014 23:55:35 GMT -5
Nina stood up and went to slide her arms around the upper part of his waist, the narrowest part. She'd been faintly entranced by the barest v of exposed skin and blond chest hair beneath his unbuttoned collar from the moment she came into the room, and she was just at the right height to gently nose at him. She exhaled shakily and buried her face against him. Her breath felt warm even to her.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 19, 2014 0:26:44 GMT -5
Curt arranged his arm around her, a little uncertain but quite moved. He'd take that for an emphatic answer -- that she wasn't interested in talking to anyone else just now.
"Oh," he sighed, very gentle and slightly worried.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Apr 19, 2014 0:32:57 GMT -5
"Curt, if I weren't Adrian's daughter, would you want to be with me?"
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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 19, 2014 14:54:02 GMT -5
Curt exhaled a little, taken aback.
"You don't think that the bulk of my interest is -- oh, Nina, I'm very sorry. I can promise you, I'm not just trying to humor you for your father's sake."
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Post by Nina Fortner on Apr 19, 2014 15:31:46 GMT -5
She shook her head.
"No, I mean that I... know you are very concerned about Adrian and if... that concern weren't there, would you...?" Her voice went higher and she couldn't finish the sentence. She wasn't even sure where it was leading - Love me? Make love to me? How much was sentiment, how much just... sexual desire? She didn't know.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 22, 2014 14:52:19 GMT -5
Curt sighed, releasing her a little from their clinch and looking into her eyes.
"If you were just another brave young woman with extraordinary abilities?" he said, dryly but not unkindly.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Apr 22, 2014 15:14:40 GMT -5
...Ah. She'd forgotten just how intrinsically tied to Adrian she really was. "With or without those," she said with dizzy laughter, twisting fretfully in his one-armed embrace.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 22, 2014 20:04:08 GMT -5
"With or without. You've been through more than most women your age -- more than most women twice your age."
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Post by Nina Fortner on Apr 23, 2014 19:48:58 GMT -5
She looked up with her eyes searching his, but did not have the courage to restate herself again.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 24, 2014 0:24:14 GMT -5
He brought up his hand to touch her cheek with the backs of his fingers. Nina's proximity made him ache with longing, and it was difficult not to give in on the spot.
"If you were one of my students I wouldn't dream of it. Fortunately for both of us, you are not."
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Post by Nina Fortner on Apr 24, 2014 0:27:08 GMT -5
Oddly enough, she hadn't thought about it that way before now - that he was of an age many of her Heidelberg professors had shared. She smiled at him, leaning closer - nearly pressing herself to him.
"Do you dream of it, then?"
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Post by Dr. Connors on Apr 27, 2014 20:06:06 GMT -5
Curt took a hint from her posture and let himself lean in closer too, close enough that their faces might touch.
"When I'm very lucky."
Or very lonely, but what could help with that.
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