continued from x / @museswithattitude;
Romance isn’t her forte. Lara fancied a snog in the jungle over a candle-lit dinner, was more comfortable with danger than expressing her feelings, but she couldn’t ignore her growing affections for Eric. At first she brushed it off as him being incredibly attractive and dangerous. It was kind of a thing for her. Now it felt like something more.
“I am. I’ve always liked figuring out a good puzzle.” He knew this life as well as her, that it meant staring death in the face more often than not. Despite that, there was still a fear of losing him, and her being the cause of it. Just as she had been for others. She knew it was irrational, Blade could take care of himself, but it was there all the same.
“Besides, I would regret it otherwise. I can’t stop thinking about you.” There was only one path forward. She stepped close to him and reached for his hands, simply holding them in hers. “You think we have a chance then?”