Almost holding hands

Extracts from a book I'll never publish. Just paragraphs in no specific order. Always a different love story.


36. Are we?

"Are we back?"

He didn't say anything, not wanting to spoil the moment that came from a cartharsis, from a disaster nearly averted. The fiery haired man just smiled quaintly as he rested his cheek on the top of her head, "Yeah Emmy, we're back." Large hands stroked up and down her arms as he reveled in the feel of her against him; so soft, so delicate and yet she meant worlds to him in such a short time.


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