The Perfect Ten

Taking It Slow

            Tobias's POV
    I touch the side of Tris's face as she sleeps next to me.  She's so relaxed.  Her eyes squeeze shut then flutter open. I don't move my hand.   
      "You Okay?" I ask her for some reason.  Nothing seems to be wrong but I'm just making sure.  I don't want her burying anything inside.  She moves closer to me.  I love her.
   "I love you," I say.  Her eyes grow wide in surprise.  What if she doesn't say it back? Or if it's too soon?  Or what if she just doesn't feel it. 
     "I love you too," she says. I smile. She does feel it.  Someone for the first time loves me.  And this time it's not only for show.  "I want to talk to you about something," she says. I nod.  "Yesterday, when I left, it wasn't because I needed to talk to Chris. Your hands and lips we're going places and I wasn't comfortable."
    Now I feel like a dick.  "I'm so sorry. You need to tell me how far I can go when we're in that type on predicament. And tell me when to stop," I say.  She nods slowly.  I kiss her for a second then you'll away.
     "Can we just take it slow?" She asks.  All I do is nod.  I'll wait as long as it's her I'm waiting for.