Drabble #12: Amanda
"You, you and I, girl, we can share the night together, it's now or never and tomorrow may be too late" – Boston
In the darkness, she lay, wondering at the combination of steel and scars that was his body, the skin that she was currently resting her head upon. She could hear his heartbeat under her ear and only wished that the night were longer, that they could have more moments like this where they were together, alone, without the world intruding into this intimate moment.
She realized that her wish was selfish, but their stolen moments that gave her the elusive peace that she needed and fought for so desperately. Here, in this arena, with this man, she had emerged victorious.
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