She reaches for him, impulsively, and there's a split second where she doesn't know if that request is because she doesn't want to go or if she really wants to ask this question. Ruby hesitates one troubled moment longer, and forces up her bravery.
"Just-- tell me it's not the moonlight that made you want to kiss me."
Unless, of course, that's what it was, she tells herself, and if it was, she can take that, too.
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She reaches for him, impulsively, and there's a split second where she doesn't know if that request is because she doesn't want to go or if she really wants to ask this question. Ruby hesitates one troubled moment longer, and forces up her bravery.
"Just-- tell me it's not the moonlight that made you want to kiss me."
Unless, of course, that's what it was, she tells herself, and if it was, she can take that, too.