It was her hand in his that kept him following her instead of running. The chit chat helped but he was still visibly tense and the thought of what they were going to do was sticking out like a neon sign in the back of his head.
When the entered her hut, he stayed by the door, his back to a wall, almost personifying how cornered he felt a the moment. When Helen came over, he just looked down at her, eyes wide, unable to hide how terrified he was. "I know...I do...I just..." He swallowed hard. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." Because saying okay in the club was different then being faced with a bed.
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Date: 2009-04-27 07:25 pm (UTC)When the entered her hut, he stayed by the door, his back to a wall, almost personifying how cornered he felt a the moment. When Helen came over, he just looked down at her, eyes wide, unable to hide how terrified he was. "I know...I do...I just..." He swallowed hard. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." Because saying okay in the club was different then being faced with a bed.