"Were you two--" There's a motion with her drink that she'd raised to take a drink, before it forgot to get anywhere near her mouth. Because she hadn't even thought. She'd assumed. You know. With the wrench to her face, and the rage, and hell, even the fact he wrapped himself around her in the parking lot.
That it.
It was a given.
"--not -- ?"
She's not even sure she wants to put that into a clearer set of questioning. Bloody hell. They'd fucked theirs right up. But she wouldn't take back those years.
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"Wait." Is that even--
"Were you two--" There's a motion with her drink that she'd raised to take a drink, before it forgot to get anywhere near her mouth. Because she hadn't even thought. She'd assumed. You know. With the wrench to her face, and the rage, and hell, even the fact he wrapped himself around her in the parking lot.
That it.
It was a given.
"--not -- ?"
She's not even sure she wants to put that into a clearer set of questioning.
Bloody hell. They'd fucked theirs right up. But she wouldn't take back those years.