I sense an unspoken need in her, and that makes me feel a bit better. I take the final step. The one that brings me within inches of her. And, throwing caution to the wind, I slip my arms around her slight form.
"I don't care if you are."
I embrace her tightly, gun still in my hand.
"It's good to see you, love. I missed you. So much."
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Date: 2006-12-31 03:59 am (UTC)"I don't care if you are."
I embrace her tightly, gun still in my hand.
"It's good to see you, love. I missed you. So much."