[ His grip on her tightens slightly and his head turns back to watch the direction he’s heading, feeling her relax against his back slightly. Even though he can still feel every shudder that sweeps through her.
He lets her talk, lets her work through what she wants to stay, even as he stays quiet and listens. He chooses his own response just as carefully, biting back the instinctive reply that jumps to his lips, because that won’t help her right now. ]
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He lets her talk, lets her work through what she wants to stay, even as he stays quiet and listens. He chooses his own response just as carefully, biting back the instinctive reply that jumps to his lips, because that won’t help her right now. ]
So why did you?