Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek; downstairs, just outside of the kitchen

[Kim Rickmon]

> Julia watched him close the door and then let her gaze trailed up to his,
> gently bringing their joined hands behind her, encircling her waist.
>
> Her voice was quiet, gaze just a sure as it had been downstairs and gentle
> as she raised her other hand to touch his face, running the pad of her
thumb
> against his jaw and cheek.
>
> "Are you sure, Derek?" she asked, looking into his.
>
Derek:
Derek slid his other arm around her waist, drawing her closer to him.  "Yes,
I think so," he told her his own voice soft and his own gaze steady and
sure.  Yes there was that flicker of doubt in the back of his mind,
connected to the feeling of quilt, but he knew what he wanted and he had
made the decision now, he wasn't going back, couldn't even if he had wanted
to do so, which he did not.  "As long as you are," he added giving her the
opportunity to change her mind if she so desired.  He would respect whatever
decision she should make.