Sequel to Protect Her and Love Her. Quil and Claire have escaped from the past-- mostly. They are trying to fit in at college and find themselves and each other.
This will be fluffy, mostly. Some angst, of course. go read the prequels first. and enjoy. i don't own quil. poor me. review. please please PLEASE review.
7. Chapter 7
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And she didn’t stop. I cautiously reached up and held her around the shoulders. She sat down… on my lap. And still didn’t stop.
I couldn’t think. At all.
Finally, we broke apart. “That was amazing,” I whispered. “Thank you.”
“Right back at you. And you’re welcome.”
“Thanks for the dinner.”
We laughed and laughed.
When we stopped, I traced my hand down her face. She smiled, still sitting on my lap, looking right at me. It was amazing I could form a thought at all…
She was really truly touching me. We had just shared a kiss, the truest marker of truest loves, and she wasn’t afraid. “Why could you do that… not that I’m complaining, of course?”
“Well… it’s different. I did the same thing, separated it with my mind. Like I used to… it isn’t me saying I loved him, it’s just ‘aaayy luffvv iooo.’ Nonsense. Nothing. Couldn’t hurt that way. Except this time, I did it differently. Told myself, ‘This is nothing to be afraid of, nothing bad can happen. It’s just Quil. He loves you and you love him and this is what should be happening. It’s right.’”
Never in my life had I been happier to be just Quil. I would be just whatever she wanted. “That’s very impressive, sweetheart. Thank you, so much. I see how hard it is for you.”
“I see how hard it is for you, Quil. To look at what I’ve gone through, to sit here and see me in pain. And you go through it all.”
“For you? I would do anything. For you I do everything. You’re the reason behind it all, Claire. And I love you. More than you know. Thank you for loving me.”
She put her arms around my neck and lay her head against my shoulder. I sighed. This felt absolutely perfect… just like kissing her. Her lips were very soft.
I was suddenly acutely conscious that Claire’s chest was right against mine, and that she was not exactly the little girl she used to be, if you catch my drift. I blushed at the thought, and smiled despite myself at the incredible sensation. She only snuggled closer against me.
This was perfect. I loved touching her. Loved being in her presence, much less by her side. If only I could stay here forever. She seemed content, too. Not moving, not speaking, just being, breathing next to each other, in the same rhythm, with one heart beating.
I held her close and safe. “I will never let anyone hurt you, Claire. You are safe. I will hold you close forever.”
“Thank you,” she whispered, closing her eyes. She didn’t move. I breathed softly and a few delicate strands of her hair blew across her head…
She was mine. I would keep her safe. I loved her.
“Claire, Claire, Claire,” I whispered, just to hear the sound. “Claire…”
I could feel her cheeks curve into a smile against my chest as her steady breathing blew down my stomach.
This was perfect. I couldn’t have been happier. Everything was this one thing- her. Her, my Claire, who I held safe against me. I could hold her there forever and never grow weary of it.
“I love you, “ I said. She didn’t say anything, but she didn’t need to.
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