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The chapters vary widely in length, though they tend to be short. These were the scene divisions that made sense when I was originally writing it. We are about halfway through now.
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He never asks her to take him with her when she blinks, and she never asks him to bring her when he goes off to be a hero. Neither of them offer, and they live like a couple of ordinary citizens as much as they can.
When asked, she says the best part is the sex. It's not a lie - the sex is amazing - but it's not entirely the truth, either, not by the time he brings her to meet his mom and she tells him why she won't be returning the favor.
Her dad died a few years back, but that's not the reason she tells him, because that's not why she's in this city and the rest of them are back in Maxville.
It's because her mom left her when she was five years old, and she took her baby brother, and she married a man who did not care for her daughter at all, and she spent the next twenty years making a new, better family with the Brightmans. It's because she only heard from her mom on Christmas and her birthday, and when she got her powers at age eleven.
It's because she grew up silent and alone, with a drunk for a father and a mom who didn't care.
These are not things she tells to just anyone, and Warren can tell. He hugs her to his side and says she can spend the holidays with him and his family.
This is the sort of thing she really should say no to, these steps toward an actual relationship, but she can't say no to him. It's a problem, and if she thinks about it, she sort of freaks out, and she's never cared this much about anyone else. She stays up for him when he's out saving the world, and she patches him up every time, and she makes sure he's alright before he goes out again.
He cooks for her after a long day at work, and takes her out dancing when she's been alone too much, and keeps her up late until she's asleep on his chest, curled up into him like he won't leave if she just clings to him hard enough.
It's not the sex that keeps her with him, but she doesn't want to admit that it's anything else. Anything else scares her.