Natasha heard him approaching and willed herself not to tense up. She didn’t know what to expect, didn’t know what would happen next? Another stilted discussion about food? An impersonal update on the kitten? Then his arms wrapped around her from behind and she found herself sagging back against him, relaxing into the embrace.
“I don’t know,” she answered honestly. She didn’t know what she needed, didn’t know what he could do for her. “But this is good.” Just being in his arms helped, and she wrapped her own over his, holding them around her as she laid her head back on his shoulder.
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Date: 2014-06-10 11:18 pm (UTC)From:“I don’t know,” she answered honestly. She didn’t know what she needed, didn’t know what he could do for her. “But this is good.” Just being in his arms helped, and she wrapped her own over his, holding them around her as she laid her head back on his shoulder.