[ That smile of hers, Will could look at it all day, she had very kissable looking lips and when they pulled the rest of her face into that happy expression, well, it was enough to almost melt Will's heart.
He could sense she was comfortable around him and that was in itself, such a wonderful feeling. Will couldn't help the way he looked at her, he only hoped it wasn't so obvious.
Catching a glance from the side as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, was she feeling coy perhaps? Had Will said something stupid? Whatever had caused the small motion, Will would ponder over later, right now he was supposed to be her guardian. ]
You're more than welcome, I even think they suit you better than me.
[ He was about to start rambling on about how she was in better shape than he was and how the clothing showed off her athletic aesthetic, as inappropriate as that may be, however as Jill decided to make herself at home beside him, he kind of froze up.
She smelt fresh and clean, damp and warm, that sweet natural scent of her hair. It was her questions about Winston that snapped him from his little world. Clearing his throat and reaching over to pet Winston. ]
I've only had Winston for about 5 month. I found him- er well, stole? No, rescued him from the road side. Someone had just dumped him there like an old winter sweater or a dirty, broken toy... It took a while for him to trust me and come to me on his own accord. I bathed him, fed him and then introduced him to my merry pack of misfits and strays.
[ The love that Will had for his dogs, was clear and aparent from the way he spoke about them. There was passion and tenderness in his tone, even his eyes as he stroked the animal.
Will was indeed a kind, caring man. He just needed to come out from behind his walls, let the right people in and realize it was okay to be loved and looked after himself. ]
If you feel someone getting into bed with you tonight, don't panic. I'll come shoo him off for you. He's used to claiming my bed and I wouldn't blame him for trying to get in next to you.
[ Mm... Maybe phrased that wrong there, Will? You're not being clear on what you mean. You're leaving things up to interpretation. What must she think!? ]
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He could sense she was comfortable around him and that was in itself, such a wonderful feeling. Will couldn't help the way he looked at her, he only hoped it wasn't so obvious.
Catching a glance from the side as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, was she feeling coy perhaps? Had Will said something stupid? Whatever had caused the small motion, Will would ponder over later, right now he was supposed to be her guardian. ]
You're more than welcome, I even think they suit you better than me.
[ He was about to start rambling on about how she was in better shape than he was and how the clothing showed off her athletic aesthetic, as inappropriate as that may be, however as Jill decided to make herself at home beside him, he kind of froze up.
She smelt fresh and clean, damp and warm, that sweet natural scent of her hair. It was her questions about Winston that snapped him from his little world. Clearing his throat and reaching over to pet Winston. ]
I've only had Winston for about 5 month. I found him- er well, stole? No, rescued him from the road side. Someone had just dumped him there like an old winter sweater or a dirty, broken toy... It took a while for him to trust me and come to me on his own accord. I bathed him, fed him and then introduced him to my merry pack of misfits and strays.
[ The love that Will had for his dogs, was clear and aparent from the way he spoke about them. There was passion and tenderness in his tone, even his eyes as he stroked the animal.
Will was indeed a kind, caring man. He just needed to come out from behind his walls, let the right people in and realize it was okay to be loved and looked after himself. ]
If you feel someone getting into bed with you tonight, don't panic. I'll come shoo him off for you. He's used to claiming my bed and I wouldn't blame him for trying to get in next to you.
[ Mm... Maybe phrased that wrong there, Will? You're not being clear on what you mean. You're leaving things up to interpretation. What must she think!? ]