"Jesus," Trixie mutters, turning his face towards hers with just the tips of her fingers. She doesn't sit, but hovers. "Your eye...your goddamn neck...he would've done you in..."
She touches the reddened part of his neck tenderly. "Would've...would've killed you..."
Fuck. She nearly had him too, and to see that look in his eyes makes her want to be ill.
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Date: 2020-06-26 07:13 pm (UTC)She touches the reddened part of his neck tenderly. "Would've...would've killed you..."
Fuck. She nearly had him too, and to see that look in his eyes makes her want to be ill.