"I still feel like that's my fault," Anders admitted, wrapping his arms a little more tightly around her. "You think with any luck he might eventually believe it? Or . . . no, maybe it's better if he doesn't. Might hurt him a little less, at the end of the summer, when we --"
He didn't want to think about that any more, and buried his face in her shoulder instead.
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Date: 2007-05-03 02:16 am (UTC)He didn't want to think about that any more, and buried his face in her shoulder instead.