It was beautiful, it was. He heart thudded deafeningly in her ears as he stalked towards her, and she resisted the instinct to take a frightened step back, to flinch when his warm, wet, gifted hand took hers.
The sensible part of her screamed, told her to run or knock him out, but she didn't want to let it show that she was afraid. She wanted to prove to him she wasn't afraid, that she trusted him.
She weaved her fingers through his and held on tight, swallowing down her terror. "Yes," she answered, hardly over her breath, because if she said it any louder, she was sure her voice would break.
Despite the adrenaline coursing through her blood, she was still moonstruck by what she had just witnessed, and she looked up into his eyes, knowing without a doubt that amazement was shining there.
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Date: 2009-07-09 05:14 am (UTC)The sensible part of her screamed, told her to run or knock him out, but she didn't want to let it show that she was afraid. She wanted to prove to him she wasn't afraid, that she trusted him.
She weaved her fingers through his and held on tight, swallowing down her terror. "Yes," she answered, hardly over her breath, because if she said it any louder, she was sure her voice would break.
Despite the adrenaline coursing through her blood, she was still moonstruck by what she had just witnessed, and she looked up into his eyes, knowing without a doubt that amazement was shining there.