By Coral
Disclaimer: Disclaimers as usual.
First Officer, Captain, stalled turbolift. Environmental controls on the blink. An almost textbook case. Isn't this where we start kissing and then the crew "accidentally" bursts in to catch us in a compromising position?
I look over at her - leaning against the 'lift wall, her eyes closed. I try to imagine stroking her hair, kissing those lips, caressing that skin, the way I have imagined so many times before.
And I can't.
She's changed. Maybe I've changed too. We've grown apart and, although I still care for her and respect her, I just don't love her anymore.
Not that way.
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