[The longer the moment stretches, the more his face shifts. Softening with understanding, and a twinge of regret. He got it. Even with what he'd told her-- that still wasn't everything. He'd only told one person what had happened to his family. No one knew what had happened in Vietnam, that night in the club and all those days and nights in the jungle after.
Finally, he clears his throat, and nods again. A smaller, gentler movement.]
Smart. Better to keep some mystery in the relationship. If my bodyguard was already bored with me where would I be?
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Finally, he clears his throat, and nods again. A smaller, gentler movement.]
Smart. Better to keep some mystery in the relationship. If my bodyguard was already bored with me where would I be?