Fencing glimmer.

Her toes itched to step from the squabble and anger into his arms. Her stomach was suddendly filled with lightening. And she wondered if he was filled with hot nerves before she touched him again. No she wasn’t in love. Not before, not now. And never until his insecurities faded into her fencing glimmer.

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