When she returned, he murmured his thanks, his mouth tightening at one corner, in something almost resembling a smile.
She sat down across from him and his spine stiffened, though he found himself unexpectedly comforted by her presence. He kept his eyes on his newspaper, but his attention was drawn by the rustle of her blouse, the tap of her lacquered nails on the flatware, and the soft, feminine smell of her perfume.
"Hm. Well as they could," he muttered, having more words for her than he would've for anybody else. There wasn't much to tell, of course. He drove the truck, he unloaded stock, he passed along papers to be signed.
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Date: 2016-02-09 04:12 am (UTC)She sat down across from him and his spine stiffened, though he found himself unexpectedly comforted by her presence. He kept his eyes on his newspaper, but his attention was drawn by the rustle of her blouse, the tap of her lacquered nails on the flatware, and the soft, feminine smell of her perfume.
"Hm. Well as they could," he muttered, having more words for her than he would've for anybody else. There wasn't much to tell, of course. He drove the truck, he unloaded stock, he passed along papers to be signed.