I've read this before, not sure if it's posted elsewhere or if I commented. This is a REALLY gripping story, (I'm busy reading it again, and loving it.) If there was a contest for Most Striking Moment (or something like that) in a fic, this would HAVE to win it.
'He rests his forehead against her shoulder for a moment, catching his breath. She runs her fingers through his damp hair and whispers “Only you,” again. At her words, he pulls back from her. “Remember that the next time you’re with him,” he says quietly, darkly. “Remember that I can make you feel like this and remember that I stayed.”
Ye gods, it gets me every time I read it....great stuff!
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Date: 2010-06-02 07:40 pm (UTC)'He rests his forehead against her shoulder for a moment, catching his breath. She runs her fingers through his damp hair and whispers “Only you,” again.
At her words, he pulls back from her. “Remember that the next time you’re with him,” he says quietly, darkly. “Remember that I can make you feel like this and remember that I stayed.”
Ye gods, it gets me every time I read it....great stuff!