WC: 377
So lost was Bris in her own thoughts that Conor was able to enter her sanctuary without her notice. His movement as he drew closer finally caught her eye, and for a moment, Bris felt her heart stop. The white woman wasn't normally quite so easy to sneak up on, and her hand tightened over her womb as she pressed against the wall. Her startled reaction lasted only a mere moment, however, and she relaxed as she realized just who had snuck up on her. Emotions warred visibly in her eyes as she froze, simply staring at him. He seemed different than he'd been the last time they'd been alone; there was a certain sadness and hints of something more in his beautiful lilac eyes. Though she'd stiffened initially, it was painfully obvious that the alpha of Dahlia de Mai had not sought out his theta with conflict in mind.
Bris wanted to smile, but she couldn't. Caution was first and foremost in her mind, and she wouldn't let that stubborn sliver of hope see the light of day just yet. Her heart once more formed a painful lump in her throat, and she had to willfully prevent her teeth from nibbling on her lip as she often did when deep in thought or utterly confused as to how to react to something. Conor made no move to come closer, clearly unsure himself as to how to approach. To be honest, the male seemed even more lost and confused than Bris herself was at the moment.
Swallowing down the bullet-sized lump in her throat, Bris knew she'd have to be the one to make the first move. Anger had long since left her heart, and there was no question of forgiving the Soul male. She could only hope he'd forgive her for her wrongdoings as well. Bris made no move to leave her spot, but her face softened as she locked her eyes with the lilac gaze of her beloved. For love him she still did, despite what had happened between them. Though her eyes still held a hint of regret and sadness, the white woman felt the corner of her lip tugging into the barest of a melancholy smile. "Hey there, Captain. Long time no see."
Table by James!