NATE
Fingers brush along his scalp, drawing Nate into the touch, as if he too can feel the marks that would be left behind, the intention in the line. "Sounds like you're more than prepared then, doesn't it?" With the research behind, the planning. All that was missing was him, and here he was.
"I make it sound doable because it is doable Isla. Especially by you." Nate lets the words croon out of him, over the top and honeyed with honesty. He leans back, smile sparkling down at his fellow doctor when she gives in. "Of course I will." The promise is as sincere as a shotgun wedding vow, one of Nate's hands disentangling itself to grab Isla's, bringing it up to his lips. "Just as long as you promise to treat my brain gentler than my heart, huh?"
"I make it sound doable because it is doable Isla. Especially by you." Nate lets the words croon out of him, over the top and honeyed with honesty. He leans back, smile sparkling down at his fellow doctor when she gives in. "Of course I will." The promise is as sincere as a shotgun wedding vow, one of Nate's hands disentangling itself to grab Isla's, bringing it up to his lips. "Just as long as you promise to treat my brain gentler than my heart, huh?"
I am the problem
And you just sit there watching
And you just sit there watching
