Swallowing, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, gently pulling her close. He couldn’t shake the idea that she’d break if he squeezed too hard, so his touch was light.
She’s not that fragile. Still, it’s sweet.
She hugged his lower body, pressing her head against his collarbone, both actions surprising him with their strength and ferocity.
Hehe. Taylor has no such ideas of physical fragility for Brian.
He willed the darkness away, banished the sparks that, as Taylor had suggested, painted them as very small people in a big world. As the light returned, it was just them.
“This is what you wanted?” she murmured.
“You’re so still,” he replied, not even sure what he meant.
So… calm? Collected?
“That’s good,” she answered him, her non-sequitur almost matching his own.
They stayed like that for some time, his chin resting on top of her head. He could feel her breathing, her heartbeat, and the warmth of her breath against his chest. He felt tears in his eyes, blinked them away, unsure why they’d even come in the first place.
It’s official, guys. I’m back on board.
This is a very sweet moment. 🙂