I felt her sigh as she leaned in; I tucked my face in against her hair and just breathed her in. My heart hammered hard in my chest; I swallowed as I tried to control the nerves.
"You're smell so nice," she mumbled.
"It was the climb. Made me sweat."
She sighed again, softer this time; her hand shifted slightly lower down my side, and from there to my hip.
"Charley..." I whispered, as butterflies erupted deep within me.
"Oh. Right, sorry, I keep forgetting..." she apologised, contrite. Her hand crept away.
"No... wait... that's not..."
She paused.
"What... what do you mean?"
"Just... don't stop, is all. I... I think I sort of really... like that. Being touched like that. By you. Um... I mean..."
"Are you f*****g with me? If so, don't, Ari. Please. I... "
I turned; pulled back so
