She was very sweet to him, and although sometimes he felt like he didn't deserve it, he was so appreciative of her. And he really did want to be the best man he could be for her, and her son. He supposed the had to count for something, and she certainly seemed to think so. Hemingway gave her an almost adoring smile; what a strange way to meet someone and fall in love, but it really seemed so natural, despite the complicated timelines and magic island. "All right. I can't argue with that."
How easily they slipped between sentiment and sexuality, the two very easily coexisting for them. It was strangely perfect. "Oh, I don't know. I think it would be worth it," he teased.