Heather sat on her couch in her pajamas, mind reeling.
She felt…almost bipolar, veering from giddy excitement at the prospect of being together to despair that he might decide she was safer without him. She tried to keep in mind his own reluctance to walk away, but the longer the wait, the louder the doubtful voice in her head got. She jumped
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This? Was awesome. I read it at work and I hope I used only my inside voice for all the "squeeeee's" and "awwwww's" I was feeling.
Yay for Beck being willing to take the risk with Heather. \o/
She ignored the gesture, latching back on.
“ooof…I’m thinking it might have been safer to keep it on.” He steered her over to the couch, thinking she might release the death grip if they were sitting down. She did ease up a bit, but she didn’t let go.
Hee!! All I could think was "I understand...." This is just such an adorable picture - I love it to bits. :)
Looking forward to the next chapter.
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So, please. Keep getting me into trouble at work...
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