You stammer out a confession...of sorts.

"I...uh...I..." You stutter, the words turning to ash on your tongue. You've been hiding the secret of your love for Melody for so long, you want to just get it off your chest. And yet, even after everything that has happened, you find yourself unable to muster up the will to reveal your true feelings.

The smile starts to slip from her face and her eyebrows knot up in a look of heartbreak as she obviously is interpreting your lack of answer as trying to stall from delivering a negative answer. She immediately dodges your eyes. "Oh." She said. "Well...I kinda feel silly now."

"No, that's not-" You begin, but she is already ahead of you.

"Um...could you forget how I kissed you just then?" She asks you weakly. "We...we can just pretend that I simply got off on you with platonic sex, and that I didn't kiss you like you were...um..." She gulps as her words die out. She starts to hastily slide off your lap. "W-where's my underwear? I think I have somewhere I need to go...away from here."

"Wait!" You yell, grabbing her arm and keeping her from getting off you. You're not sure what you're going to say, but words are spilling out, so here we go. "My cock is hard for you!" You exclaim in the most heartfelt way you could deliver a sentence like that. You immediately shut your mouth, horrified at the turn of phrase your mind decided to blurt out. You finally had a chance to use the skills you learned in your almost worthless Interpersonal Communications and Public Speaking classes, and the skills apparently decided to abandon you when you needed them most.

"Your...what?" Melody asks, her eyebrows raised and her eyes wide. Then the smile spun itself back onto the redhead's beautiful face and she giggled. It sucks that the humor is at your expense, but at least she isn't leaving right now. "Is...is that your way of saying that all this is because it's me, Jack?"

"I...uh...I..." You stammer, once again falling back on the old standby: nervous, unintelligible mumbling. This time, her smile becomes a grin and she gives you an amused look, although it was all sewn together with relief and adoration. "That's not what I meant to say...I mean, it is, but not that way...I wanted to tell you that...I think your pretty and cute and shit like that...I mean that I like you and...Arrrrrgh, I suck."

You close your eyes and bury your face in your hands out of embarrassment. You hear Melody giggle again and then you feel a pair of soft, silky hands pry your hands away. You open your eyes and she is looking right at you. Her expression was soft and endearing. "I know what you meant." She says. "It doesn't matter to me how you said it. It told me everything I need to know." She leans in and gives you a quick peck on the lips. Then she pulls back and lets you bask in her radiant smile once more. "My pussy is wet for you." She says after a short silence. "And that should tell you everything you need to know as well." Then she sits back up and slides off your lap. Your grip her wrist again.

"N-no. Please don't go." You say, still shell-shocked and barely managing to keep up with current events. Melody places her free hand on yours and strokes it gently.

"Shhh." She shushes you. "Just trust me."