The hairs on the back of Will's neck start to stand up, like he's in an electrical storm. He's out of his league, but he's not backing down. Even if this time, he ends up somewhere he never thought he'd be.
His hand moves of its own accord, hovering just apart from Nikola's waist. "Would have run if I didn't."
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Date: 2009-10-05 09:43 pm (UTC)His hand moves of its own accord, hovering just apart from Nikola's waist. "Would have run if I didn't."