Title: Not My Life.
Disclaimer: As always, sadly, I only own the order that the words are written in.
Challenge Phrase: Lash/es/ed.
Word Count: 100, on the button!
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A/N: I'm so weak – I said I wouldn't, and then I didn't, then I couldn't resist. And sorry its one whole day late. I really suck. Really...
He flinches, sucking in a pained breath as she runs her hand gently down his side.
"You said you weren't hurt?" She frowns, pulling her hand away.
He shrugs off her concern, mega-watt smile firmly in place. "Just a few bruises. I'm good."
Leaning forwards, she covers that smile with her lips and he kisses her back, softly, lingering.
"You could stay - if you wanted to."
Green eyes full of longing and regret peer down at her through dark lashes and she knows he won't.
He murmurs softly into her, warm breath against her neck.
"It's not my life."