[She makes a point to really look at him. It's not a serious notion, but just something to take a bit of the pressure off of herself and remove that worry from him. Her head cants, glancing at him from this way and then that way.]
It doesn't look like you don't want to... [Slowly her mouth curves to a smirk as she leans toward him once more and kisses him slowly. It's a lot more lingering and lazy, but that doesn't mean she is taking the easy way out.] I want to, Sam. [She says it once, but realizes that she's not actually saying it.] I want to have sex with you.
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It doesn't look like you don't want to... [Slowly her mouth curves to a smirk as she leans toward him once more and kisses him slowly. It's a lot more lingering and lazy, but that doesn't mean she is taking the easy way out.] I want to, Sam. [She says it once, but realizes that she's not actually saying it.] I want to have sex with you.