He was beautiful. Perfect. Hers. Her palms ran down his smooth arms and she stepped into them, resting her cheek on his chest. It was the naked devotion and adoration in his eyes, and the way he was making her shiver with his touch.
For the first time since she woke up and her Daddy was dead, Elle felt okay. Not just happy, or wanted, or anything like that.
She felt... balanced, under the spray with him. It made sense. Everything was starting to make sense again. Maybe that's why Gabriel was in her life now. To make everything okay again.
"Gabriel?" she whispered, closing her eyes against the droplets of water.
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Date: 2010-01-09 06:07 am (UTC)For the first time since she woke up and her Daddy was dead, Elle felt okay. Not just happy, or wanted, or anything like that.
She felt... balanced, under the spray with him. It made sense. Everything was starting to make sense again. Maybe that's why Gabriel was in her life now. To make everything okay again.
"Gabriel?" she whispered, closing her eyes against the droplets of water.