sbpd_papabear: (smile)
sbpd_papabear ([personal profile] sbpd_papabear) wrote 2012-07-15 06:20 am (UTC)

An irrepressible smile claims his face and he looks down with pink creeping up behind his ears until he feels the gentle brush of her fingers on his cheek, catching his attention. He can't help it - it's not that she said that she loves him, though that warms him and makes his gut do things it hasn't done in thirty years, it's that she's finally starting to believe that she deserves this.

He lets her go quietly, sheepishly grinning until she closes the door - and honestly a while after as he fumbles his way into another comfortable green palm leaf print shirt and a pair of jeans. Part of him still wants to crawl back into that bed and try to reclaim that lost moment of absolute certainty as they laid together - holding each other like if they let go the other might leave.

Reluctantly, he grabs his wallet and heads downstairs to pick up their basket and catch a beer at the table closest to the stairs - waiting for her to make her appearance.

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting