http://bestsellingego.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bestsellingego.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] fanofthegenre 2010-02-10 03:06 am (UTC)

"That's it." He adopts a cheap accent that tries (and fails) to be Teutonic:

"Jahst geev eehn to my thrall, younk leedee. I vill make all your stresses go avay."

He went for it because there was a high likelihood that she'dve said "no" if he'd asked. The best way to help a Beckett that didn't want any help was to help first and beg for forgiveness later. His fingers remain steady on her rotator cuff -- the site of a lot of daily wear and tear -- while his thumbs press small, firm circles against her deltoid muscle, the strongest muscle in the entire shoulder and the place where she's likely to carry a lot of her tension.

"That's it," he says firmly, "I'm loaning out my masseuse once a week. You're gonna' snap like a bridge cable if you keep carrying around all this stuff."

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