Title: Talking without words.
Pairing: Lightman/Foster
Summary: They have their way of flirting without words. He places a couple of bets waiting (wanting) for her to find out.
Spoilers: Up to 'Beat the Devil'
They have their way of flirting without words. He places a couple of bets waiting (wanting) for her to find out. His adoring secretly proud gaze is unguarded (caught). At that very moment she might even sound like her in his best possible sense. She finds it very difficult to keep talking without her sunglasses. The thing about him is that he is insufferable.
They have their way of arguing without words. He could have used her (wants her close) when she's elsewhere. He's everything but fantastic. He feels that keeping the audience wouldn't allow him to back down. She's mothering again. Chin challengingly (defiantly) tilted, eyes blazing. He just wouldn't stay away.
They have their way of apologizing without words. The woman with the voice laced with smoky Britain and eyes full of what might-have-beens is not the Helen of Troy. She wouldn't give him her eyes. He sees what he wants to see, she refuses to see what's right in front of her.
They have their way of loving without words. They all know him, but she knows better. He remembers the exact number of years, he counts the times she caught him on the way down.
He's never too old for make-believe family holidays. He is a man for a long haul. Sometimes (more often) she finds herself a very lonely woman. They are quite a pair. But they don't talk about that.