[ he keeps one eye on the dog, smiling softly against her skin at the way he steadfastly sticks by jessica - too like his owner. frank hugs her even tighter, feeling some of the pent-up tension in his frame leech away as she encircles him, a silent pledge to protect the same as rocky. it's something he should feel guilty taking comfort in, but he can't bring himself to feel anything but safe and calm. ]
Does it matter? [ it's pitched low this time, dropped close by her ear as he loses the battle with himself to curl up in her arms, one broad thigh twining with hers. ] Somewhere that's just ours.
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Does it matter? [ it's pitched low this time, dropped close by her ear as he loses the battle with himself to curl up in her arms, one broad thigh twining with hers. ] Somewhere that's just ours.