“No, let me finish. Elizabeth, I love you. I told you that weeks ago.”
“But - but I thought - I mean, you didn’t -”
“You thought I didn’t love you? Because I didn’t touch you?”
“Well, well yes, I did.”
“Elizabeth, you had a near-fatal wound. I couldn’t - I mean, I had to keep my distance in order to maintain - restraint around you. It had nothing to do with my feelings for you.”
that stopping and going and the characters not completing a simple thought irks me. if i'd have read "I mean" one more time... that's more of how people talk these days.
i agree with what everyone has said so far and then some, i really enjoyed this. :D
Just got my internet back to find this on my flist- OMG so hilarious! I almost fell off my bed laughing at 'love-grotto', and Elizabeth cooking...! Of course the worrying thing is that I have actually encountered J/E fic not too dissimilar to this...
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“Elizabeth -”
“Jack, please.”
“No, let me finish. Elizabeth, I love you. I told you that weeks ago.”
“But - but I thought - I mean, you didn’t -”
“You thought I didn’t love you? Because I didn’t touch you?”
“Well, well yes, I did.”
“Elizabeth, you had a near-fatal wound. I couldn’t - I mean, I had to keep my distance in order to maintain - restraint around you. It had nothing to do with my feelings for you.”
that stopping and going and the characters not completing a simple thought irks me. if i'd have read "I mean" one more time... that's more of how people talk these days.
i agree with what everyone has said so far and then some, i really enjoyed this. :D
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