Wonder
Beth looked at him as he walked into the tent, wet from being caught out in the rain, his crossbow hanging at his side. She tried to cool the blush on her face, tried to get a handle on her feelings as he knelt beside her and showed her the cut on his upper arm he'd gotten while he was out. He always came to her when he hurt himself. She tried to control her thoughts as she gently touched his cool skin. She glanced up at the ceiling and tried to remember the exact second she'd fallen for the rough redneck in front of her. He was off limits to her, for more than one reason, but she couldn't stop herself from loving him and honestly, didn't want to.
He knew she existed, but he didn't see her, not really. It wasn't really fair when he was the center of her focus, when he held all of her attention. He was always so busy, running around, making sure everyone was fed, hunting, making sure they were protected. She never wanted to pull him away from his mission, she knew how important a mission was, but she wanted him to herself, for at least a few moments. When she was finished bandaging him, she held onto his hand, didn't want to let him leave her yet. He looked at her and she just smiled a little.
She leaned in and kissed him, just a small peck of the lips, but maybe it was enough. Maybe it could make him see; open up his eyes to the possibilities. She was blind to everything but him and she didn't know how it happened. She looked up into his blue diamond eyes and just shrugged at his questioning look. "Sometimes I wonder if you wonder about me too," she whispered.
