( she tugs and he steps forwad, no stumble, as he tips his chin down to see her. he'd thought, when he'd started this, that he might see someone else when he looked at her but that hasn't happened.
and he's grateful. he wants that part of his life hidden, buried, gone.
this is who he is now.
at his sides, his hands twitch a bit like he wants to touch her, brush her hair back or hold her hip but he keeps still for the moment. he plays the little game with a small smile. )
I think I would be amenable to that. I think I could do more than warm it, in fact.
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and he's grateful. he wants that part of his life hidden, buried, gone.
this is who he is now.
at his sides, his hands twitch a bit like he wants to touch her, brush her hair back or hold her hip but he keeps still for the moment. he plays the little game with a small smile. )
I think I would be amenable to that. I think I could do more than warm it, in fact.