Re: Courtyard - Clem/Graham
[Truth be told he was pleased with his quick retort, and that didn't happen often. He gave her a long, long look and decided that he sure could see her driving him, and anybody else she put her mind to, crazy. Lorelei could do it too, but in a quieter sort of way. Sweet smiles and the knowledge that it didn't take much to coax him into agreement.] Don't doubt that you will. [Deadpan.
He made what might have been the start of a move to push her hand away when she tugged on his belt, but since it didn't go anywhere, aborted and discarded, it was hard to tell. As for what he was worried about, he shook his head again.] Can handle cold water. Better than you, anyway. [He wasn't sure how to explain that he just didn't do things like this anymore; playing in the rain was for other people. Not him. But she seemed happy, and he didn't want to be the one to ruin that.
That whoop of victory when he agreed made his decision worthwhile. Maybe it shouldn't have, but it made him feel good, and when she tugged Graham went without protest, down the steps and out into the rain. It felt nice, admittedly, though he'd never voice it aloud.] Not that simple. But he likes her, sure. [He knew, with Shane, there was a difference. And he laughed again when she said he might kick him out of their cell; he didn't think that was likely to happen.] He wouldn't.
[There was barely even a second's hesitation after she spoke before he raised his hands and, after another brief pause, placed them on hers.]