A machine where your heart once was
Slowly takes the place of you
Slowly takes the place of you
Was Liam imagining things, or was Phoebe intentionally teasing him? He wasn't sure what to make of her swaying hips or the pretty smiles she shot his way, so he decided that it must be in his head. After all, why would she be interested in him, of all people? He was plenty of things, but worthy of someone like Phoebe? Nope, that he was not. Besides, the whole situation was bizarre. There was nothing there for him to be worthy of, of that he was sure. This was all some strange side effect of her apparent healing ability, and he was sure that it would wear off. Eventually.
But gods, it would be easier if she stopped looking at him like that.
Giving himself a stern, silent talking to, Liam refocused his efforts on the task at hand. It took no time at all for them to position the tables and chairs, and then Soh was saying her goodbyes, leaving Liam alone with his new leader. "Was there... anything else you needed?" he asked, his mouth a little dry as he inched toward the door, eager to go... do something. Maybe take a cold shower. Maybe take a nap. Anything to reset his poor brain.
But gods, it would be easier if she stopped looking at him like that.
Giving himself a stern, silent talking to, Liam refocused his efforts on the task at hand. It took no time at all for them to position the tables and chairs, and then Soh was saying her goodbyes, leaving Liam alone with his new leader. "Was there... anything else you needed?" he asked, his mouth a little dry as he inched toward the door, eager to go... do something. Maybe take a cold shower. Maybe take a nap. Anything to reset his poor brain.
Only hold the memories now
Of a love I thought I knew
Of a love I thought I knew
Liam
