And here he thought he was being subtle about his glances. Fuck. ]
Just looking at you, sweetheart, don't get so flustered.
[He smirks, but turns his attention back to the rutted road in front of them. They drive like this for about ten minutes, Harry unusually silent for...you know, Harry. Something about that woman was sticking in his head, and he's not sure why. He doesn't really care. He doesn't. But why is the thought of her sitting up there alone with unanswered texts making him smirk?
While he thinks, he rubs idly ay the mark Cathy left on his chest. Christ, she got him good. It's still throbbing a little, but he doesn't exactly mind it. She could try to not dry blood next time, though.]
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And here he thought he was being subtle about his glances. Fuck. ]
Just looking at you, sweetheart, don't get so flustered.
[He smirks, but turns his attention back to the rutted road in front of them. They drive like this for about ten minutes, Harry unusually silent for...you know, Harry. Something about that woman was sticking in his head, and he's not sure why. He doesn't really care. He doesn't. But why is the thought of her sitting up there alone with unanswered texts making him smirk?
While he thinks, he rubs idly ay the mark Cathy left on his chest. Christ, she got him good. It's still throbbing a little, but he doesn't exactly mind it. She could try to not dry blood next time, though.]