[ if he's honest with himself, eddie's expecting a knife in the ribs for this, but he's accepted his fate - so when the sharp sting of a blade being wedged into his chest doesn't come, when a hand grabs for his shoulder and doesn't shove him backwards onto his ass - when another hand finds the side of his neck and julie's still there, he almost doesn't know what to do.
he knows he can't fumble this, though. not when it's going better than he anticipated, not when julie is kissing him back. eddie sighs through his nose, tilts his head too and slides one of his hands back, his fingers combing her hair away from one side of her face. ]
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he knows he can't fumble this, though. not when it's going better than he anticipated, not when julie is kissing him back. eddie sighs through his nose, tilts his head too and slides one of his hands back, his fingers combing her hair away from one side of her face. ]