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Tassy found herself rolling her eyes at Les unhidden shock from her apology. Really, he wasn't the only one with honor principles! She knew when to admit she was in the wrong, even if she only did it when she was in the way wrong. Like in this instance. "Gods, I do know when to apologize when I'm wrong you know. Rare as that may happen." she told him with a small smirk and a glimmer of her usual affection shining in her eyes. It wasn't as though she didn't have others she could trade snark with in her life but it always seemed that he got her more and caught on quicker than the others. Well besides her own mother, but she had learned long ago not to question her.

She watched him and waited for him to say something, anything really but he seemed rather stumped by her apology. In different circumstances she would've been cackling that she managed to stump the Great Debater but now it just made her feel anxious. Finally he voiced that they had both been in the wrong and that he hoped they could just put it in the past. Gah, what did that even mean?! Did that mean they put everything that there were in the past as well? Or just the argument? Ugh, why was he so vague?! Why couldn't he ever just come out and say what he was actually thinking, this always drove her up the ******** wall! Though, whenever he did say what he was actually thinking things it wasn't usually for matters as serious as these. And goddess above now was not the time to be thinking of that. Thankfully though Les didn't seem to sense her straying thoughts and answered her hypothetical by saying that they were beyond hypotheticals but also agreeing that the conversation was long overdue. She swore "the conversation" should be capitalized and put in bold the way he said it but it was rather huge. The worst part about it was that even after he had said it he wasn't offering her anything. It was like the pot calling the kettle black and then using a polish to make themselves shiny for cripes sake! <******** this was maddening. What was she even supposed to say? All he kept doing was clench and release his hands at his sides in obvious agitation but she didn't know what the cause was. It couldn't have been her could it? She hadn't even done anything remotely bothersome since he came in. If anyone had the right to be annoyed it was her but here she was actually attempting to be bloody cordial! ********, why of all the men on Ezili's green Earth did she have to go and fall in love with one of the most stubborn men ever created? "What the hell do you even want me to say Les?" Tassy finally asked in defeat as she released her arms back to her sides. "I'm....exhausted because I haven't gotten even a decent amount of sleep since leaving the flat. I worry almost constantly about Ridley; what she's doing, is she feeling ok, does she even miss me at all, etc. I can't even begin to count how many times I've nearly driven to the flat after work before remembering and having to drive all the way back here or worse having to actually go into the building because some of my important mail goes straight there. And the worst part about going into the building is having people recognize me and ask how you and the baby are like I'm part of this ******** wonderful life when really I don't even know if I'm actually part of it but I really really want to! I want to go back, I want to be with you and Riddles, I want that ******** sugary sweet diabetes inducing life but instead I'm stuck here having to tell you all this instead of snogging the hair back onto your ******** bald head like I really want to! I'm somewhere stuck between wanting to strangle you for forcing me into this conversation and clinging to you because I miss the way your arms felt around me, and did you just hear the s**t that came out of my mouth?! You are the only person who has ever, ever!, gotten me so far out of my comfort zone that I don't even remember the ******** passcode! I swear that if I didn't love you I would've put your arse ten feet under for all the ******** stress and hair pulling you've put me through! And yes dammit, I know what I said and I'm not going to say another ******** word until I get something, anything, from you to see if I screwed this all to hell and back." The Scot was heaving by the end of her tirade having gone from her usual speaking voice that was still slightly hoarse from sleep to a shout heavy in scottish brogue. Her hands had been gesturing madly while she spoke and were now back to their previous state underneath her armpits as she had crossed her arms again to stop them from pulling Les the few inches that was keeping them separate and kissing the very life from him. Was there such a thing to love someone so much you just want to kill them and dance on their grave? Because she was sure she was about halfway to that point.

Tassy could feel her anxiety rising up within her as she took in Les after her ranting. Well really she was studying everything but his face because she wasn't sure she could deal with whatever expression was on it. It was possible he could be disgusted by her rather explosive confession and she couldn't...she wouldn't be able to pick up the pieces from something like that. Still, curiosity got the better of her and she nervously trailed her eyes up from his still anxious hands, tense shoulders, there was no tick in his jaw like what she normally saw when he was annoyed with her so that was a good thing she supposed and then she saw the glint in his eyes. His lips might've been trying to suppress a smirk or grin but his eyes couldn't hold s**t. The b*****d was happy, delighted she had practically made a fool of herself. No. It was much worse than this. He was smug. And the only reason he had to be smug was that he knew she felt this way about it and was happy she had finally said something. But that wouldn't make sense unless he also..
Which according to his short statement he did. He loved her. That amazing sonofabitch and his stupid equally amazing eyes. "Smug b***h." she muttered before realizing his hands had moved towards her person and even then it was too late to really protest as her lips were pressed against his.

And at that first feel, after nearly a month of separation, her mind went totally and completely blank. Anything that her body did it did so of its own volition and she was pretty sure if someone wanted to scan for mental activity they'd be mildly concerned on why there was little to none occurring for her at the moment. It was as if her hormones had kicked her out of the control room all but screaming "You've neglected us for far too long!" Her hands which had been safely tucked in her armpit grasped for anything solid on his person which was first the front of his shirt and then they slowly gravitated upwards to grab onto his shoulders. A moan or a whimper might've escaped, Tassy wasn't entirely sure but at the same time she was very grateful she wasn't in her right frame of mind or she'd have felt sick to her stomach that a man had this sort of power over her. Or rather that she allowed him to have this sort of power. When his lips left hers she unconsciously tried to follow them until she felt Les' forehead pressed against hers and realized that she should probably start breathing again before she passed out which would decidedly not be ok. Ohgod,wasthismantryingtokillher? Tassy broke out into soft broken laughter as he admitted to wanting everything she had shouted earlier. "Which part, the sweet as pie lifestyle or snogging back your hair?" she whispered back with a sly smirk. Anything said above a church whisper would break the stability and peace that was occurring here, she was sure and she couldn't allow that to happen. Not yet. Her breath hitched at his next and last comment and had she been a weaker woman she probably would've burst out into tears. Then again even if she had they wouldn't be water but probably more coffee from the liters she'd ingested the past few weeks. But still, it was enough for her smirk to widen into a full blown smile before her lips went back to his for another kiss, this one softer and shorter than the first much to her hormones chagrin. "If it's alright with you, I'm pretty sure that ship has already set sail with us on it."