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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,

If Helena had approached this the way she'd approached her previous relationships, if they could be called relationships considering the vast majority of people she'd slept with had been married, she wouldn't have stopped. But she wanted this to be different. She wanted to be different in this relationship, different for Myka. Giving in to wanting Myka right now wasn't changing, it was keeping to her old patterns. That wasn't what she wanted to give Myka, she wanted to give her the best of what she had, which she really was still trying to figure out what good was left in her, but she knew Myka made her a better person, and she didn't want to lose that.

Though the comment about how much Myka wanted her took her by surprise. She hadn't really heard someone say that about her in, well, a very long time. And it meant even more to her that Myka had said it. As such, a little smile of her own curved her lips.

"Yes, we have been rather free with our expression, have we not?" It really was a good thing Myka had put her shirt back on. Well so it was seethru, but it did keep some of Myka's skin covered. She drew in another slow breath and looked at Myka. "And the last thing I want to do is rush things. I want this to be a real relationship, though you'll have to bear with me. I have never had one like this before and I am rather, as you would say, old-fashioned in such approaches. Sometimes." And she was babbling slightly nervously because this was new to her and she was afraid of ruining things before they even really got a chance to begin.