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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

Myka began giggling as Helena babbled away. The nervousness obvious in the usually composed woman's speech. She'd never heard the Victorian woman so flustered and unable to keep her composure. It was endearing that she was the one that was capable of turning Helena into a, well, a giddy teenager. Though as soon as she thought it, Myka decided that she would never mention that to the older woman. Lest a tirade of denial were to be released only further proving her point.

Placing her hand over Helena's lips, Myka silenced her with a smile on her face. If she didn't think it was wise that she return to her room before either one of them went too far she would stay. For the mere fact that observing Helena act like a teenager was priceless. Leaning forward she placed a kiss on Helena's lips, lingering for a few minutes before pulling back. "We will take it slow and just explore what this is. I love you and I'd wait an eternity for you if I had to. You are my reason for living. There is no one else for me."