A smile tugged at the corner of Freya's lips. The pressure of his forehead was comforting and while worry and uncertainty simmered just out of reach she was okay. At least for the moment. She swallowed and then licked her lips as if to confirm that they really did kiss, it wasn't a dream this time.
"Better than okay." She whispered, her voice feeling light. "Happy New Year."
It felt like a silly sentiment and rather unimportant now but it was something to say, something to fill the silence and fight away the questions that slowly crept to the surface of Freya's mind. She didn't know what this New Year will bring and she wasn't sure if that was a blessing or a curse. She'd never done anything like this before and for once she wanted to give it a try. She wanted Thorfinn to stay with her and she trusted that he would.
Freya didn't pull away and yet she noticed that fingers were trembling, from either terror or excitement. It was difficult for her to say which she felt more. The feelings were so close together, like love and hate, and she couldn't pull the sensations apart.
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"Better than okay." She whispered, her voice feeling light. "Happy New Year."
It felt like a silly sentiment and rather unimportant now but it was something to say, something to fill the silence and fight away the questions that slowly crept to the surface of Freya's mind. She didn't know what this New Year will bring and she wasn't sure if that was a blessing or a curse. She'd never done anything like this before and for once she wanted to give it a try. She wanted Thorfinn to stay with her and she trusted that he would.
Freya didn't pull away and yet she noticed that fingers were trembling, from either terror or excitement. It was difficult for her to say which she felt more. The feelings were so close together, like love and hate, and she couldn't pull the sensations apart.