One Shot Collections

Chapter 1: Each Time

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Adena's POV

    Overtime I had the chance to know more about Kat Edison. When we first started dating, I noticed she tended to rush our kisses, she was gentle but it was always fast paced. It had something to do with her confident personality, she is someone who always held enthusiasm no matter what she was doing. Just like when I taught her how to be in the moment that night we were listening to the violinist, I taught her how to do the same when we're together.

Her enthusiasm is still there and the gentleness that she only held for me is definitely still there, but it is no longer rushed. Instead of her hands switching from my chin to my neck every second, she would hold my jaw softly, trailing her fingers down and resting her right hand on top of my heart.

Each time she would say "You touched me here" and each time I fall in love with her all over again.

Instead of quick kisses across my face and neck, she ghosts her lips across my skin, her eyes closed and her hair lightly brushing my cheeks.

Don't get me wrong, I love when Kat is fast paced, whenever she bounces around the room filled to the brim with energy and her eyes have a glow to them that only a few people in this world have. But, when she's slow. When her breathing is in sync with mine, slow and steady. It drives me absolutely nuts. And she knows it too. Sometimes she would come up behind me while I was painting and wrap her arms around my waist, and then her hand would trail up my arm and place her hand on top of the hand holding the brush.

And then she would say "Teach me", and we would spend the next hour painting. The painting would look like nonsense to other people, but to us it represented memories. The slow ones. And Kat would hang it up somewhere in our apartment, and each time she would call it her favorite one.