Right In Front of Your Eyes- Hudwilde
Kitty laughed and shook her head, she couldn’t imagine someone being this flustered would be half as cute as Finn was right now. ”You can go on, you know, I don’t mind the compliments.” She teased. She smiled and nodded as he asked to pretend it never happened. ”Like what didn’t happened?” She said with a smirk as if she totally forgot. She raised her eyebrow at him as he sat on the far end of the couch and pursed her lips a bit confused and disappointed. She knew he liked her, it was obvious the flowers and the stammering and he way he looked at her that made her stomach do flip flops in a way Puck never had. She felt a twinge of guilt thinking of Puck, but quickly pushed it aside, it wasn’t as if he didn’t flirt with other girls, sometimes blatantly in front of her. On the outside they were a prefect couple, but there was something, lately, that left her feeling empty. Kitty scooted closer to Finn as he opened the book to get a better look at what he was explaining. Pretty soon she was pressed up next to him with her hand running lightly over his leg as he was explaining something about the Battle of Lexington. “You know, you make it a lot more exciting than my boring old history teacher. I swear he just wants us to fall asleep in class or something.” She leaned her head against his arm as she listened to him explain a passage in the history book. Finn was soft and smelled good. She noticed just how big his hands were pointing at something in the book and momentarily wondered if everything on him was big. She smiled at that thought and shook her head trying to concentrate again.
Finn went a little red when she got closer. And Finn jumped a little when she sat right next to him. Finn took a deep breath.and he could smell her perfume. God she was perfect. Finn made a little light voice when he noticed her hand on his leg. Finn tried to cover it up with a cough. Finn grinned a little "Well I'm more pretty too look at then you're history teacher." Finn looked back at the book, he had to stop flirting. This was his step brothers girlfriend! "So anyways. Some believes that Margaret Kemble Gage may have given military intelligence to the rebels." Since her head was on his arm Finn grabbed the opportunity to smell her hair. God he loved her shampoo. Finn wondered what her lips felt like on his. Probably soft. He could walk up to her and take his hand on her cheek stroke it softly and kiss her soft lips. He would tell her how much he loved her and he would cherish her.
