[Why did he...? After everything has been said and done, why did he reach for her like that? Just like he accuses her, he says one thing and then does another — he could have just as easily let her fall or pushed her away, but instead he is here, cradling her head and her body from the worst of the impact.
So fucking unnecessary. Something he will surely use against her later when they are back to fighting again, but right now, in the moment, rather than spit it all back out at him like her brain is screaming at her to do, her gaze flicks to his lips when they move, uttering that question.
And she feels that same tingle across hers that she has not felt since those few nights ago, and a heat that settles in her chest.
Fuck... fuck.]
I'm... fine.
[Fucking hell. Why!?
The answer spills out on an airy, unintentionally shaky breath when she meets his eyes again.]
You...
[She doesn't even know what she means to say — was it going to be a question or an observation? — and so she lets the silence fall between them instead. Another that not even the creak of the boat as it evens out again or the waves splashing against it can ever hope to fill.]
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So fucking unnecessary. Something he will surely use against her later when they are back to fighting again, but right now, in the moment, rather than spit it all back out at him like her brain is screaming at her to do, her gaze flicks to his lips when they move, uttering that question.
And she feels that same tingle across hers that she has not felt since those few nights ago, and a heat that settles in her chest.
Fuck... fuck.]
I'm... fine.
[Fucking hell. Why!?
The answer spills out on an airy, unintentionally shaky breath when she meets his eyes again.]
You...
[She doesn't even know what she means to say — was it going to be a question or an observation? — and so she lets the silence fall between them instead. Another that not even the creak of the boat as it evens out again or the waves splashing against it can ever hope to fill.]