Treading Caerphilly
Tue Jul 25, 2017 09:34

As Marissa nestled in closer to him, confirming this was both the best and the worst idea Danny’d had this week, the Lyra twisted his neck to get as good a glimpse as he could of Holland and Ruben (having promised himself he'd keep an eye on his friend, he took the final opportunity to do this before he became so distracted he forgot entirely), and saw Russell there, too. The presence of another person was reassuring, even if it was Russell. Then Marissa kissed Danny’s cheek and all his attention was back on her again.

He understood, in a roundabout way, why she wanted to hear about his summer. She had confessed that she had been intimate with another girl and she was looking for clarification that he had, too. She didn't want to be the only one of them who had been seeing other people, and Danny could understand that. Personally he felt it was surreal and bizarre to tell the girl he was currently with about other girls he'd been with over the summer, but if that's what Marissa needed to hear then he wasn't going to keep secrets from her.

“If you insist on knowing,” he said, finding the topic difficult to discuss, even though she invited it, “I kissed a girl called Ann-Marie in a game. Outcomes,” he added, in case she knew the game, and then regretted giving details because if she didn't know it he would have to explain it. He was very uncomfortable having this conversation with Marissa cuddling him, yet at the same time it was exactly the incentive he needed to complete the tale in entire honesty. “Also Elinor. Not in a game.” Good Merlin that was enough. It would be reasonable telling a friend about his encounters - he didn't need to, he was perfectly happy to keep his private life, well, private - but telling a friend he was with in a pseudo-bed was just plain weird.

Dardanius was tempted to point out to Marissa that it was entirely her fault anyway, because she had been the one to try and encourage him that he could kiss a person without it meaning anything, and she had helped him disentangle the idea of kissing from the far more constrictive concept of matrimony. She had in fact aimed to help him do just that by being the first girl he ever kissed, but he’d ended up having all these feelings for her, which Marissa reciprocated. The plan had backfired in two directions: the first being that there were not supposed to have been emotional attachments, and the second that Danny had ended up kissing girls that would be suitable candidates for matrimony without considering that eventuality at all. It was an unmitigated mess, not made any less confusing by Marissa’s suggestion they could miss parts of the movie.

“I don’t care about the movie,” Danny told her, and pressed his lips gently against hers. A sound from the party around them reminded the Lyra that they weren’t alone, but in a relatively crowded party, in fact. He didn’t think he was in any danger of allowing himself to get carried away, but the presence of his peers was a strong and potentially useful deterrent.

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