Thread: [KylarStern & Tortoise] Dancing With Myself;;

Desiree walked beside her ex-husband, listening to his words with a dark, serious expression. Marriage was not an easy matter, especially at her age. There was no contract she and James have made yet, and while most of the times the woman won, in their case things would be different if they were to separate. He had a lot of lawyers, ones that could get him out of just about anything. Unless she caught him cheating or he left, there was no way she would keep much of it. Of course on the other hand?The girl blinked, frowning. She was trying to figure out how she would divorce a man she hasn??t even gotten married to yet. All of a sudden, Nathan came to a halt and stood in front of her. It took all of her willpower not to press her lips against his ones at that very moment. He was so stunning, dressed like a professor yet conserving his laid back attitude that had always made her heart pound. The meeting with him made her realize just how awful her mistake was. Fame, money, none of it was worth leaving him for. If only she had known that earlier. Instinctively, she leaned against his hand, her bright gaze meeting his. When he began to pull away, one of her hands slid up to his wrist, only to prolong his warmth against her skin for another moment. Finally, noticing a group of students who were pointing at them and murmuring something to each other, she stepped away. They weren??t her students, yet they seemed to know her, and their grins toward Nathan suggested that they knew him as well. ??I??m so sorry Nathan,? she murmured, one of her arms loosely sliding around his neck as she stood on her tiptoes, lightly pressing her lips against his cheek. Moving away, she released him once again, returning to their previous position. Regrets seemed to surround them ?? both of things she has done and the things she would never get to do again. Would she? As he spoke, she wondered if starting over was possible. How far would it get them? She let out a sigh, shaking her head. ??You??re right,? she simply said without elaborating on it. In her case, it could mean just about anything. She seldom explained the entire story or all of her thoughts, keeping everything inside and doing everything her way in the end. It was a flaw, yet most of the times it worked out. ??I missed you so much,? she whispered, her voice hardly audible. She then tugged on his hand, pulling him toward the Deli. As long as they were moving, she felt safe from herself. Once they stopped, the way they did moments earlier, she worried that she would jump at him and hurt the man again. Although he didn??t admit it, or openly said it, she could see that it took a lot of him to get back up on his feet. She smiled as they entered the Deli. It was so similar to the one next to their school. Old black and white tiles, a few scattered tables and the large fridge filled with just about every kind of meat. She studied the place, trying to figure out whether they served hot food or not. She glanced up at her ex-husband, pausing just in time to avoid calling him ??honey??. ??Are we going to eat here, or take out?? She wondered, shifting about, inspecting the food. She seldom ate meat, her diet beyond strict despite her love for food. The last time she ate a cheeseburger was during one of their dates, and it has been about seven years since. Realizing that, her eyes lit up. ??Do they have cheeseburgers? I hadn??t had one in seven years,? she exclaimed, releasing his arm to walk around, studying the menu that hung above the counter. ??Or do they have some kind of specialty?? She wondered, looking up at him, assuming that he passed by the place often enough. It was just about the only place next to the campus that was not a KFC or a McDonald??s.