"I'm not letting you go again, Book," Andy murmured, soft but unmistakeably serious, even with her lips grazing his skin. All the fun and the sex aside, Nicky and Joe had stopped the bleeding when they lost Quynh but Booker had been the one who made her start living like herself again. Watching him pull away and stay away for all those years had felt like the stitches holding that black hole shut had unraveled.
She curled tighter against him, hand splaying possessively against his arm as her thigh hooked over his, getting comfortable and not intending to move for a while. They'd heal from a sunburn, it would be fine. They were warm and drowsy and she didn't want to fathom not touching Booker right now.
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Date: 2020-09-21 02:55 am (UTC)She curled tighter against him, hand splaying possessively against his arm as her thigh hooked over his, getting comfortable and not intending to move for a while. They'd heal from a sunburn, it would be fine. They were warm and drowsy and she didn't want to fathom not touching Booker right now.