Re: In the woods: Iris / Manning
Me too. [She was quiet, almost thoughtful. She couldn't quite remember all of TJ's birth, but she knew that she much preferred when he was with her throughout it. He was her foundation, providing a strong base for everything else in her life. She knew that her therapist (with appointment that were far less frequent, but still important) had opinions about her dependency on Manning, but it wasn't something she was looking to change. He'd helped her to become healthier, and didn't take advantage of her in ways that others might have. She knew what her life could have been, which was why she clung so hard now to what it had become with him.
It was familiar and automatic for her to lift her legs at the strength of his hands on the backs of her thighs. One and then the other, curving around his bare hips as her arms slipped over his shoulders, holding herself steady. There was no hesitation to the fact that she was practically climbing him.]