Different people see various qualities as attractive. Matt likes strength
in people. He admires those that have survived something traumatic haven't
let it ruin them. She's got other qualities that make him love her as well
such as she's smart and funny. He appreciates her dry humor and her
sarcasm. He'll settle for giving her a life with enough good in it.
He doesn't sleep a lot and probably looks perpetually exhausted, but ti's
something he's grown accustomed to. He rarely even notices it anymore. He's
also lucky that he's able to stay home some days and either work from there
or just take the day off to sleep (which he does on occasion), but yes: his
life is complicated; it's probably always going to be complicated. What she
doesn't realize is that he wants to take free time to spend with
her. Yes, he occasionally goes out with Foggy and sometimes Karen
accompanies them, but that's not terribly common (maybe next time, Katniss
will meet them). Yes, his affections have been there since day one. At
first they'd just been that of someone concerned about a young girl. They'd
evolved over the time she's spent here to that of a friend and more
recently they've turned romantic. He does hope that she won't be too afraid
to push forward with the relationship, but he'll also give her time to move
forward at her own pace.
It's a heady feeling being wrapped up in someone like this, especially with
Matt's sense. He bows his head to nestle his nose in the crook of her neck
and takes a deep breath. For the most part, he uses unscented shampoos and
body washes so all that he smells right now is Katniss, her skin and her
breath, her hair and the warmth of her. It's a slightly spicy, green scent,
but also something deeper and darker like amber and fire. His breath
catches when she moves against him and his swallows hard. His heart is
beating harder and faster again. He can't help the breathy groan he lets
out when she catches his earlobe between her teeth. Happy is good. It's a
mutual sort of happiness.
He pulls back to rest his forehead against hers. "You," he tells her in a
husky voice. "Just you." He dips his head to catch her bottom lip between
his teeth, biting it lightly before crushing his lips to hers.
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Different people see various qualities as attractive. Matt likes strength in people. He admires those that have survived something traumatic haven't let it ruin them. She's got other qualities that make him love her as well such as she's smart and funny. He appreciates her dry humor and her sarcasm. He'll settle for giving her a life with enough good in it.
He doesn't sleep a lot and probably looks perpetually exhausted, but ti's something he's grown accustomed to. He rarely even notices it anymore. He's also lucky that he's able to stay home some days and either work from there or just take the day off to sleep (which he does on occasion), but yes: his life is complicated; it's probably always going to be complicated. What she doesn't realize is that he wants to take free time to spend with her. Yes, he occasionally goes out with Foggy and sometimes Karen accompanies them, but that's not terribly common (maybe next time, Katniss will meet them). Yes, his affections have been there since day one. At first they'd just been that of someone concerned about a young girl. They'd evolved over the time she's spent here to that of a friend and more recently they've turned romantic. He does hope that she won't be too afraid to push forward with the relationship, but he'll also give her time to move forward at her own pace.
It's a heady feeling being wrapped up in someone like this, especially with Matt's sense. He bows his head to nestle his nose in the crook of her neck and takes a deep breath. For the most part, he uses unscented shampoos and body washes so all that he smells right now is Katniss, her skin and her breath, her hair and the warmth of her. It's a slightly spicy, green scent, but also something deeper and darker like amber and fire. His breath catches when she moves against him and his swallows hard. His heart is beating harder and faster again. He can't help the breathy groan he lets out when she catches his earlobe between her teeth. Happy is good. It's a mutual sort of happiness.
He pulls back to rest his forehead against hers. "You," he tells her in a husky voice. "Just you." He dips his head to catch her bottom lip between his teeth, biting it lightly before crushing his lips to hers.