http://pyromatics.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pyromatics.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] concoursec 2010-11-03 07:44 am (UTC)

His expression dropped, jaw nearly going slack. How could he have forgotten about her necklace, all this time? “The last time you slept in the spare room— I could have easily gone in there and…” But he didn’t finish, instead scowled irritably and pushed himself up, stalking over to where his room sat.

The light filtered out of the doorway and he jerked open the nightstand drawer to retrieve the blue silk and bone pendant necklace, storming back out of the room towards her. Down he stopped to his haunches in front of her, holding the necklace out in the center of his palm for her to take.

“Here.”

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