Anita Blake (
anita_blake) wrote2009-09-27 11:49 am
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Incubus Dreams - October 22nd
Anita is sitting on the bed, legs folded indian-style, and she stares at the pair sitting on the couch. Both Asher and Jean-Claude look utterly at ease, faces blank, bodies relaxed. If she didn't know them better, she'd say they were casually waiting to have an everyday discussion about the weather.
But their careful expressions and relaxed positions speak volumes for their worry and discomfort.
"You can both stop looking like I'm about to execute one of you," she says, trying for a smile. "I promise, it's not that bad."
But their careful expressions and relaxed positions speak volumes for their worry and discomfort.
"You can both stop looking like I'm about to execute one of you," she says, trying for a smile. "I promise, it's not that bad."
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Yes, there are things she'll need to think on, digest, decisions she'll need to make... conversations she'll need to have. But, on the whole, Anita is content. She refuses to feel ashamed, no matter what the niggling voice in the back of her head wants her to feel. She loves Jean-Claude. She loves Asher. They love her. They love each other.
There is nothing, she decides, wrong with what they've done or what they will do in the future.