Meet Me Halfway
he watched confusion flutter across her face, then acknowledgement, Then pain, before he watched her expression go peaceful, like those warring moments hadn't just taken place.
" more than I care to talk about." she caressed his cheek with the back of her hand,
" When I'm ready, Bryan? "
" Of course." He drew her to him, wrapped her with his strong comforting arms, engulfed her in the oceany scent of him. And she loved him, loved him so much it hurt.