Louise ("LT"/"Elle") Thompson (elle_tee) wrote in btvsal,
"Don't you think it would have been better for you? For Meredith? At least then, you would have had some sense of closure."
She knew that she was the one who'd denied him that. It was complicated, but maybe if she'd tried harder.... There was no use thinking about all the what-if's right now.
"I'm sorry, Jack." Regret was etched in her dark gaze. Sliding closer to him, she shifted her weight onto her knees and kissed him, able to taste the remnants of the alcohol on his lips. In one fluid move, she'd straddled his lap. "You know how dangerous this is, right?"
Pulling back, she gazed into his eyes. She wasn't just talking about the fact that she was a vampire who, quite literally, found him irresistible. She was talking about everything else. About pulling him even deeper into this crazy, fucked up life of the undead. She was talking about opening up old wounds, feelings that they'd both managed to bury, if not forget. She was talking about the fact that she would never grow up with him, but that he would continue to age while she remained the same. Could they deal with that? Or was she reading too far into this for one night?