“Then don’t fall.” He caught her close and offered a teasing smile. “Trip a little and I’ll catch you.”
“Are you okay?" Daniel whispered, his voice soft, his lips so close to hers. "Yes." She could feel the beating of his wings. "You caught me." "I will always catch you when you fall.”
“Allow yourself to fall. I’ll catch you.”
“Sorry,” he said. “Let me drop the belt-"“No.” She held on when he would have pulled away. “Don’t. I like it.” Again, he lifted her face, and he smiled. “The tool belt turns you on.” “No.” She closed her eyes and thunked her forehead to his chest. “Little bit.”
“you caught me" Luce said."I'll always catch you when you fall" said Daniel”
“He caught her as if he were used to catching fainting girls, as if he did it everyday.”