[ She curls up against him, pressing little kisses to his cheek and his jaw as her arms loosely loop around his waist. She does doubt herself, she doubts herself constantly, but Merrick...makes her feel better about it. She didn't feel like a pale imitation of someone else.
Maybe she soothes that fire because she takes a little bit of it inside of herself. ]
I know, Merrick. You're a good man. One of the best.
[ She rests her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. ]
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Date: 2015-11-18 10:32 am (UTC)Maybe she soothes that fire because she takes a little bit of it inside of herself. ]
I know, Merrick. You're a good man. One of the best.
[ She rests her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. ]
Not that I'm biased.