Not a Dream, but Not Reality (Bruce)
Since that first kiss, there had been a few more stolen kisses. In spite of all the confusion, that definitely made for a bright spot in her days. Dinah found that she looked forward to time spent with Bruce and kissing. Oh yes, she did like kissing him.
Currently, they had found a little more time for that particular activity. She was happily doing that when everything changed. In an instant, all of the vague memories flooded back almost painfully. She no longer had that lighthearted sensation of a 13 year old in the throes of her first major crush. Instead, there were years of memories-both painful and good, and a whole host of emotional baggage that might make it harder to just throw herself into something with reckless abandon.
All of that aside, she didn't stop mid-kiss. An attraction and feelings of a sort had been building between the man in question and herself for months really. And she wasn't going to complain about this moment in time-even if reality was threatening to creep in and she was sure that he'd push her away once the fog lifted.
For the moment, she simply kept her hands around his waist, where they'd been before things changed. She tried to ignore the creeping headache from the flood of memories that had suddenly returned.
Currently, they had found a little more time for that particular activity. She was happily doing that when everything changed. In an instant, all of the vague memories flooded back almost painfully. She no longer had that lighthearted sensation of a 13 year old in the throes of her first major crush. Instead, there were years of memories-both painful and good, and a whole host of emotional baggage that might make it harder to just throw herself into something with reckless abandon.
All of that aside, she didn't stop mid-kiss. An attraction and feelings of a sort had been building between the man in question and herself for months really. And she wasn't going to complain about this moment in time-even if reality was threatening to creep in and she was sure that he'd push her away once the fog lifted.
For the moment, she simply kept her hands around his waist, where they'd been before things changed. She tried to ignore the creeping headache from the flood of memories that had suddenly returned.