This is pretty much one of the dead men is in love. Shout out to anyone who can guess who I was thinking of but if you have a guess and a reason why I'll happily shout out too!
She's beautiful. She had given up on reading awhile ago, now she's just stretched out on a couch poking someone(who?). The rest of us are meant to be reading too but only some of us are still going. She rolled over hand over her head trying to go asleep. The movement made the muscles roll under her skin.
Suddenly she shot off the couch. The others burst out laughing but she didn't move. I walked over carefully. I crouched down to see if she was alright but the moment my hand went out she grabbed me and dragged me down so I fell on top of her. She had been lying on her side but when I fell she got pushed over so I was leaning over her face barely keeping off of her.
Rough hand pulled me up and I could feel the heat rising in my face. Once I was up the same hands helped her up. She was laughing at my bright red face but I didn't care. Her laugh is beautiful. Valkyrie Cain is beautiful.