His palm curved around her arm as he slid a wide, leather bracelet over her wrist, securing it. She felt something cool against her wrist and realized the leather band concealed a small weapon. “Be safe. I’ll be listening. If you need help, I’ll be there.”
She nodded and slid her fingers along his, hooking their index fingers together a moment before she slipped away, back onto the dance floor.
Aww. I like that a simple gesture grew to mean much more.
ReplyDeleteI really like that :) ...but I'm biased 'cause I also love to put little gestures which which closeness between characters in my stories :)
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