Belly had felt like an addict where Jeremiah was concerned. She wanted to taste his lips again. had day dreams about it, but she'd broken him and was terrified of losing him again. The feeling of his touch was like the electricity movies spoke about. Home was always his closeness. The onyx haired girl had gotten used to the feeling of his touches over the years. But she'd never allowed herself to hope it was more than the usual stuff he gave people. Jeremiah was always so personable and flirtation. How dangerous it was to want someone like this. Her eyes felt like hearts when he propped his chin up like that. The soft heart shaped point of his chin calling to her. Adorable in the tilt and sexy in the expanse. She continued making little circles with the expanse of the pads of her fingers to his hair. It was soft like fresh snow or sand against your skin. the kind of place you could curl up in. Was he holding himself back like she was? Did he treasure her like she did him? In his smile, there was something more beautiful than the stars. the conklin girl couldn't help looking at him like he would disappear in a moments notice. Too drink her in. Holding Jeremiah’s hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive. "At least, we get to be back." she breathed blinking back tears. She was happy but that pain seemed to linger in her bones. "I know it's my fault, but I missed the heck out of you, Jeremiah.- Sorry for the hair comment. it's just so soft. i could stay here forever." she gulped softly as the rings turned in his warm, capable fingers. Artist length. Maybe she could thank Taylor after all. "Right- that sounds lovely. Unless your thinking of driving lessons again."