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"I hope you're satisfied with our arrangement, I know I am." her voice intoned, sly and bemused but cracked with age. Her face pulled back in a grim satisfied line as Will winced and cleared his throat. Watching her hand tighten around the deeds, she nodded before taking the mostly healed heart before placing it against his chest. "This will hurt, love inevitably does."
Will pressed his hands into the chair, his grip tightening as the two younger women held him down as their grandmother pressed his heart back into his chest. The pressure, the pain, the feeling made him gasp and push against their hold until it was done. His heart was his own again, the feeling of hurt and loss and despair gone finally.
"Next time dearie, don't make deals with the devil or a sea witch. And remind your brother he's to come visit me, such a handsome young man." Will collapsed forward as the two women let go of him, one rushing to collect their grandmother's things and the other looking at him calculatingly. As if assessing his worth. "Now, whatever shall I do with all this land? Well, we'll soon see won't we?"
Will stood up blearily taking two steps into the sunlight as the matriarch of Harpy Bay stepped into her car and her granddaughters followed suit. Taking out his phone he sent a text out to those who might want to know that he had It back before collapsing, shirtless of course, to the floor in the street outside.
Will pressed his hands into the chair, his grip tightening as the two younger women held him down as their grandmother pressed his heart back into his chest. The pressure, the pain, the feeling made him gasp and push against their hold until it was done. His heart was his own again, the feeling of hurt and loss and despair gone finally.
"Next time dearie, don't make deals with the devil or a sea witch. And remind your brother he's to come visit me, such a handsome young man." Will collapsed forward as the two women let go of him, one rushing to collect their grandmother's things and the other looking at him calculatingly. As if assessing his worth. "Now, whatever shall I do with all this land? Well, we'll soon see won't we?"
Will stood up blearily taking two steps into the sunlight as the matriarch of Harpy Bay stepped into her car and her granddaughters followed suit. Taking out his phone he sent a text out to those who might want to know that he had It back before collapsing, shirtless of course, to the floor in the street outside.
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"Well clearly you're feeling better." Grinning, she nudges Will softly, shoulder to shoulder. God, she missed him. The warmth that surrounds him, the voice that reminds her of warm honey and the deep mahogany wood of his boat. ...Former boat. For all the years that Corry and Will meant - well, really incredibly hot sex - and then the very swift change in who they were and what they tried to be - maybe it's only been more recently that she realized how much she truly adores and cherishes him as a friend. And a person, but she's always loved him for that. "The sea beckons then."
He pulls her closer, acknowledging agreement. "You mean the water? Or mayor?" She looks up, studying his eyes, trying to get a read. It's something they'd talked about a lot, here and there. His maybe one day future in politics. Much more favorably in recent times. But to think it could be a reality... her smile beams with hope.