[ Claire's breath catches and holds in her chest as Frank moves. At first, she isn't sure, thinks the boundary she crossed was too far, and he's going to leave, but then he's taking his weapons off, then his boots, his jacket. The way he sits back on the bed is open to her, a Frank she isn't used to seeing, that Frank himself is probably not used to seeing.
It's all too easy to lean into him when he opens his arms to her, to fall against his chest and breathe out against the solid wall of muscle, her shoulders relaxing a fraction. ]
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It's all too easy to lean into him when he opens his arms to her, to fall against his chest and breathe out against the solid wall of muscle, her shoulders relaxing a fraction. ]
Thank you.