temp pinned.
astrid sung - goh. nurse practitioner. works for st. clementine's clinic in birmingham. moved from singapore to live with her now - deceased uncle. mature themes may be applicable.
Head tipping sideways, her hands travel beneath the inseam of his vest, settling right above his chest.
"Is that so?" Her voice croons, an edge of playfulness attached to her words. "And pray tell, what do my eyes say?"
[Her eyes flit from his lips up to his eyes, staying there with a stirring look that didn't quite reveal her motives. Then stepping back, her shoulder lifts in a shrug.]
I'm not sayin' a thing.
All she asks is for eight months of uninterrupted peace because if she has to kill someone in her condition, their entire bloodline is going to face her ire.
come here and hold meοΌ make me feel better. promise me i'm good enoughοΌ tell me you can love meοΌ even the worst of me. even the worst of meοΌ even the worst.
@THEFALLENSHELBY Then I'm sure you'll understand my distaste for having to imagine me father-in-law in similar circumstances. Against me will, on top 'f that.
@THEFALLENSHELBY It seems like a practical assessment, if you ask me. Why would I give you and John room for benefit when, as you say, I don't know you one flip?