096. Plead

Feb 20, 2007 18:59

 “I know,” She says simply, hands sliding up to tug gently at his hair.

“God, Joanne, you don’t know what he means to me. Don’t take him.”

“Why would I want him when I have you right here?” And with that she kisses him.

He stops trying to blink back the tears and just lets them fall.

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