A subtle shift in positioning was required, to pull him against her chest and settle herself against the bedding. Better to be held, when you were falling apart and the world was ending and you couldn't stop crying.
Her fingers tangled in his hair.
"He's a damn good Turk," she murmured softly. "Right now he's calling phone numbers and you're moving entire cities to get him."
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Date: 2008-05-01 06:09 pm (UTC)Her fingers tangled in his hair.
"He's a damn good Turk," she murmured softly. "Right now he's calling phone numbers and you're moving entire cities to get him."
She believed it.