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Cindy as a mother hen 😀 how utterly perfect. 😀 I can just see her pacing in the hotel room worried sick about Lindsay. As always, you nailed the characters down. 😀 definitely looking forward to more.
I loved, loved, LOVED this chapter!! You described perfectly the feelings rushing through Cindy..
“She felt Lindsay’s hand on her back and the subtle tug urging her closer, and settled against Lindsay’s side. Her head came to rest on Lindsay’s shoulder, her arm sliding across Lindsay’s waist. Lindsay’s arm around her back was gentle but sturdy.”
I really like this part, it makes me see how much they need one another right now!
And the last paragraph too is one of my favourites, I really can’t get enough of these two!
and I’d like to see them not get enough of each other. please. godspeed.