Lavender dropped her hands from his chest, moving them from underneath his shirt to over top of it. “Yes, of course that’s what it means,” she smiled, glad he seem to be taking this well enough. But who knew how he really felt? “It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just - I’m trying to self impose a new rule to not jump in the sack so soon. It’s really hard to do that with you tonight, but I’m going to have to,” she explained, looking up at him with a questioning look, still hoping he understood.
“I’d really like to see you again. Maybe we could... you know... go out or something... sometime?” She was almost afraid to ask knowing how he was from their conversations, but the worse thing he’d say was no. That or he’d say yes, then she’d never hear from him again?