"I don't mean every blow, every prick of the knife," he said, distracted by the intensity of her gaze and what it could possibly mean. Why wasn't she pulling back? It had to be because she was simply that innocent, that unaware of what this closeness could imply.
That, or he was simply that unfathomable a sexual object.
"But if we lose track of the impact we have on other life, we, perhaps, lose something more."
He wasn't even certain what he was saying now, only that he could feel that life inside him, newly awakened, yearning for connection. And not with a fish. But that was, ostensibly, why they were here. They could hardly stand here at the edge of a cliff forever while he fought his inner demons. Better to direct it elsewhere.
Without thinking any more about it, Luke leaned slightly closer, but only to break eye contact, raise the long wooden pole, and bring it down again, feeling the blade unerringly find its target as he tried to ignore the press of her body against his.
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That, or he was simply that unfathomable a sexual object.
"But if we lose track of the impact we have on other life, we, perhaps, lose something more."
He wasn't even certain what he was saying now, only that he could feel that life inside him, newly awakened, yearning for connection. And not with a fish. But that was, ostensibly, why they were here. They could hardly stand here at the edge of a cliff forever while he fought his inner demons. Better to direct it elsewhere.
Without thinking any more about it, Luke leaned slightly closer, but only to break eye contact, raise the long wooden pole, and bring it down again, feeling the blade unerringly find its target as he tried to ignore the press of her body against his.