( Her laughter settles and Caitlin curls against his side as Nate takes her hand in his own, bringing it to his chest. Her free hand settles on his abdomen, drawing absent, lazy shapes against his muscles as she tilts her head back to look up at him. )
You would?
( Caitlin's face warms again at the idea that he would have been okay with it if she had planned this all along. She'd, of course, always found Nate to be attractive, but she hadn't ever considered that it could have been a mutual feeling until today. )
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You would?
( Caitlin's face warms again at the idea that he would have been okay with it if she had planned this all along. She'd, of course, always found Nate to be attractive, but she hadn't ever considered that it could have been a mutual feeling until today. )
Maybe I'll make it a plan for another time, then.