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Myka Bering ([info]agent_bering) wrote in [info]makebelievelog,
Myka had the grace to look down as she bit her lip to keep from smiling when Helena snapped at Vincent. Joking about this annoying relic from the past was over, though clearly he was still being annoying.

“I would never grow tired discussing anything with you. Especially your feelings, and even more especially all the issues from your past that are still part of your present. The relationships with the best chance of succeeding are based on communication about… well just about everything… You don’t have to give me a treatise about all your past lovers,” she gave a small smile. Generally speaking, Myka wasn’t the type to get intensely jealous. They were adults; she knew they both had romantic histories. But she wasn’t about to detail anything about Sam unless Helena needed to know. Helena knew Myka had loved someone in the past, but that was years ago, and they lived in the now. Myka felt the same about Helena’s romantic past, she knew it was there, and unless things like Vincent the Ghost happened, she didn’t need to know all the sordid details.

“But if you’re uncomfortable, or afraid, or anxious, or upset about us, or anything, in any way, I want to know. So we can work it out.” Her smile grew wider. “And I’m never going to grow tired of you telling me how much you love me. And actually, I’m surprised you’re not tired of me asking for more discussions from you.”


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