Maria Guerin (![]() ![]() @ 2015-08-19 00:50:00 |
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Things had been tense over the last week or so. Not between Michael and her, but Maria was definitely feeling it in the air as the guys dealt with everything their wives had dropped on them. (Even without her empathic powers.) The new house was pretty great and their bedroom was huge -- which was why they spent a lot of time in it when they weren't with the others in their chosen family. The two of them both had their reasons for wanting to spend so much time together, but Maria knew that there was a lot of things that Michael had on his mind. He hadn't done a whole lot of talking about things since finding out about his death and everything that had happened. She could be quiet and wait for him to talk to her when he was able to. It was one of those things that had gotten really good between them over the years. Currently, her head was laying on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She was tracing her fingers along his chest and feeling him holding onto her other hand. This was one of those simple things that she had missed -- the two of them just curling up together and touching. "I'm sorry that I disappointed you, Michael." She had needed to say that to him for several days. She was supposed to have been so much stronger than what had happened, but he had been her soulmate, the love of her existence. Losing him hadn't been something that she had prepared for or even thought about. (She'd always thought that she would go before him.) |