“Being the dutiful soldier he was, he didn’t waste energy on trivial matters. If something needed to be done, he did it. If something needed to be said, he said it. Honestly, bluntly and finally. And he loved her. Just because. No explanation necessary. Consequences be damned.”
“What sort of look are you going for?” Damn, how did he answer this? “Something…normal,” he finally said.”
“So why are you here?"He lifted his hands and made as if to lay them on her arms, but just before they touched he stopped and let them fall. Then, simply, as though it were all the explanation she could ever need, he said, "Because I love you.”
“He took a few steps before responding. "You are special," he finally said, and the way e said it made her wonder if he wanted to add something else.”
“He hadn't done anything. He hadn't needed to. Just being there was enough.”
“He needed to go before he did something inappropriate. Fun. But inappropriate.”