HARPER
"I think it will," he agrees kindly. "I'm happy with whatever we're both comfortable giving each other. No expectations is the best way to go I've found." Expectations led to heartbreak and miscommunication faster than anything else. After being mistaken as a playboy most of his life, Harper is keen on avoiding that the older he gets.
Maea seems taken in by her own thoughts, and he doesn't bother her further about her swim apparel, instead spluttering playfully as the sand tickles against his cheeks. "I'm honestly flattered you think so highly of me already. Though she certainly is lucky to have you as well, to be concerned over the safety of her heart." A warm look is aimed her way, hoping to impose upon her the appreciation he feels on Libbs' behalf. "Though I... I'm not trying to be nosey, but it seemed like you and Sunjata were hitting it off?" His voice goes tentative and unsure. He holds no real grudge against the man despite his friendship with Phoebe, having not heard the man's side of the story. But he wonders if Maea knows, hopes she guards her heart as stalwartly as she does Libbs'.
Maea seems taken in by her own thoughts, and he doesn't bother her further about her swim apparel, instead spluttering playfully as the sand tickles against his cheeks. "I'm honestly flattered you think so highly of me already. Though she certainly is lucky to have you as well, to be concerned over the safety of her heart." A warm look is aimed her way, hoping to impose upon her the appreciation he feels on Libbs' behalf. "Though I... I'm not trying to be nosey, but it seemed like you and Sunjata were hitting it off?" His voice goes tentative and unsure. He holds no real grudge against the man despite his friendship with Phoebe, having not heard the man's side of the story. But he wonders if Maea knows, hopes she guards her heart as stalwartly as she does Libbs'.
if brokenness is a form of art
I must be a poster child prodigy
I must be a poster child prodigy
