Date: 2005-07-14 02:55 am (UTC)
He holds her close, protective. Fingertips trailing lightly over her arm and the back of her shoulder. A deep breath every now and again as he relaxes. He smiles at her thought.

So you did.

He reaches up and slides his hand against hers, lacing fingers, not holding on tightly but still holding her hand.

A souvenir.
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