Being addressed by any woman so gently comes as a surprise, honestly, provided it isn't Carla Jean or Kate, but it's even more of one when I realize the woman in question is Faye. She wakes up alongside me like it's nothing, lips on my cheek, and for a few moments, all I'm really aware of is the ghost of that kiss.
I haven't been waiting at all, for her or for anyone. By the look in her eyes, though, she knows that damn well, and I'm not gonna fuck up whatever this is.
"No," I say, shaking my head. "Not long. What...?"
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Date: 2014-12-31 10:11 pm (UTC)I haven't been waiting at all, for her or for anyone. By the look in her eyes, though, she knows that damn well, and I'm not gonna fuck up whatever this is.
"No," I say, shaking my head. "Not long. What...?"