Patrick is rigid with fear; her own breath is coming in short, sharp, adrenaline-driven pants. The desire to either slap or kiss his grinning face is very strong.
Instead she closes her eyes, and tries to breathe. "Thank you," she says, finally, her voice a little shaky and a little acerbic, but she means it.
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Date: 2006-07-26 06:50 am (UTC)Instead she closes her eyes, and tries to breathe. "Thank you," she says, finally, her voice a little shaky and a little acerbic, but she means it.