"You know you're not," he said, looking firmly into her eyes. Oh she knew. He knew she knew. He'd proved that, he hoped, in ways he could hardly imagine him doing again.
His mouth parted as if he'd say something else, but then the doorbell rang and he turned his head towards it. The pizza, of course.
"That'll be the food," he said, clearing his throat somewhat and moving to stand up. "Best get some money." And so he scuttled himself off to the kitchen to pull some from a drawer.
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Date: 2010-03-31 03:10 am (UTC)"You know you're not," he said, looking firmly into her eyes. Oh she knew. He knew she knew. He'd proved that, he hoped, in ways he could hardly imagine him doing again.
His mouth parted as if he'd say something else, but then the doorbell rang and he turned his head towards it. The pizza, of course.
"That'll be the food," he said, clearing his throat somewhat and moving to stand up. "Best get some money." And so he scuttled himself off to the kitchen to pull some from a drawer.