Once she was sure he was asleep, she shifted so she wasn't so much on him as beside him. She kept an arm firmly around his chest as she lay there watching him breathe. Every breath was filed away in her memory as a part of him. As a part of them.
She mixed those moments liberally with the images of him with Walker, of course, because that was how her mind worked.
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Date: 2013-10-09 01:34 am (UTC)She mixed those moments liberally with the images of him with Walker, of course, because that was how her mind worked.