[Kit hadn't quite allowed his wrist to be caught, but Vincent managed it anyway. It seemed swiftness was fleeting when he was still fighting off the lingering effects of alcohol.
Not to mention a comment like that.]
You trust me enough to come back.
[What the hell did that mean? Even Kit didn't know. But it implied that he trusted Vincent enough to let him return, too. When had that happened?
Troubled by the thought as he was, his grip on the stolen food only tightened, determined not to release it without a fight. Or some resolution to their conversation that wasn't so puzzling. Whichever came first.]
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Not to mention a comment like that.]
You trust me enough to come back.
[What the hell did that mean? Even Kit didn't know. But it implied that he trusted Vincent enough to let him return, too. When had that happened?
Troubled by the thought as he was, his grip on the stolen food only tightened, determined not to release it without a fight. Or some resolution to their conversation that wasn't so puzzling. Whichever came first.]