His presence was comforting, and did eliminate much of the bite of the wind. Between himself, and his coat, Reinette was all but surrounded. Only her hands were exposed, still on the rail. But the maintained a feeling of control, and she did not remove them.
It occurred to her that he was getting a face full of more of her hair than could be deemed polite, and Reinette shifted slightly. Then, finally relaxing, she allowed herself to rest against him. Her first thought? Was how oddly close they were without skirts.
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Date: 2007-09-27 03:35 am (UTC)It occurred to her that he was getting a face full of more of her hair than could be deemed polite, and Reinette shifted slightly. Then, finally relaxing, she allowed herself to rest against him. Her first thought? Was how oddly close they were without skirts.
"Are the women all right?"
She did not include herself amoungst that group.