Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
The shift in her voice made it clear that the doors being discussed weren't literal ones, and he inadvertently ducked his head slightly to get closer to the scent, not realizing in that moment that he was doing it. "You're assuming open doors have to be closed at some point in time," he said, not talking about Mr. Marion at all.
When she rested her head on the curve of his chest, he looked down, and he was thankful she couldn't see the surprise on his face. She never did the expected, the woman in his arms. She was as unpredictable as she was intelligent, he realized, acknowledging the fact that she had impressed him.
He stopped in front of her door. "I'll let you open it for me on your own timetable," he said, clearly not talking about the physical opening of the door in the present, not even pretending he was.