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"You know, I’ve been thinking," Johanna said out of the blue, rolling over so she was lying on her stomach. Katniss raised an eyebrow to show that she was listening but not lifting her face from the book she was reading. "I think I want to rectify myself," Johanna went on. This time it got Katniss’ attention; the younger woman tilted her head at Johanna, who was now sitting up. "About what I said in the arena? I might be wrong about it."
Katniss didn’t have time to respond as Johanna moved swiftly to grab her wrist, pulling the younger woman close until their faces were inches away. The District 7 woman locked her gaze with Katniss’ eyes for a second before, very slowly, moving down and stopped at Katniss’ lips.
"Maybe I’m just like the rest of you after all," Johanna whispered in a husky voice, licking her lower lip as she spoke. She glanced up at Katniss’ eyes to see slight discomfort at the pair of grey orbs, then leaned in even closer that Katniss could taste Johanna’s breath on her lips. "Maybe," Johanna said, "there is still someone left that I love."
Katniss opened her mouth but it was a split second too long. Johanna grinned and winked at her, releasing her wrist and jumped off Katniss bed. She waved at Katniss cheerfully and left the compartment with a parting “let’s do it again sometime” and the signature slam of the door.
The girl on fire was speechless, staring at the closed door with her mouth agape. For a good hour she was unable to think, unsure if she was actually relieved or disappointed that the kiss didn’t happen. She sighed when she finally realised that it was the latter.
But then Katniss remembered Johanna’s words before leaving. She smiled, thinking that ‘sometime’ might be much sooner than Johanna expected. Oh yes, Katniss thought with a sly grin, Johanna wouldn’t know what hit her next time.