"Stop," she says, holding up a hand, and letting it rest on his arm. His anger is easier to face than his disappointment.
"I'm sorry I put it that way, because that's not what I meant. You're a business man, Ramon. You know about running the odds. Bring a child into the equation, and it changes everything."
"Please. I really don't want to fight about this. Just last night -- caro." Her hand slides down to his, taking his hand between hers, and maybe he can see the power of the emotion, even if he doesn't understand what the emotion itself is.
She doesn't want to think about a hundred years from now, or about his life when she's dead and gone. They're here, the two of them. And he's right. It is something she's wanted, but there's too far between the reality and the fantasy for her to bridge the divide just yet.
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Date: 2010-08-09 05:19 am (UTC)"I'm sorry I put it that way, because that's not what I meant. You're a business man, Ramon. You know about running the odds. Bring a child into the equation, and it changes everything."
"Please. I really don't want to fight about this. Just last night -- caro." Her hand slides down to his, taking his hand between hers, and maybe he can see the power of the emotion, even if he doesn't understand what the emotion itself is.
She doesn't want to think about a hundred years from now, or about his life when she's dead and gone. They're here, the two of them. And he's right. It is something she's wanted, but there's too far between the reality and the fantasy for her to bridge the divide just yet.