And after everything in the last few moments, how a simple hand on her side could send that kind of flutter through her was beyond Katniss. She shifted a little, skimming her fingertips out to graze his chest. She was mindful of his wounds but...well, he was warm and there and touchable and hers. How could she not?
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Date: 2011-10-21 04:05 am (UTC)