Baileigh swallowed hard past the tightness in her throat; she hated seeing that look on his face, hearing him talk like that. It scared her more than a little. She didn't, she couldn't do this alone.
"Baby..." She reached over and laid her hand over his, squeezed gently. "It doesn't have to be that way. We'll figure it out." She placed the slightest emphasis on the we'll, squeezed his hand for emphasis. "Look, this is something that neither of us have done before, but at the very least, we know where our own examples screwed up. I don't know what'll happen, I don't know what has to change, and what doesn't, but we can do this. We'll make it work." She bit her lower lip, stared down at the couch cushions. "But you can't give up on us before we even get there."
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Date: 2009-04-03 02:53 pm (UTC)"Baby..." She reached over and laid her hand over his, squeezed gently. "It doesn't have to be that way. We'll figure it out." She placed the slightest emphasis on the we'll, squeezed his hand for emphasis. "Look, this is something that neither of us have done before, but at the very least, we know where our own examples screwed up. I don't know what'll happen, I don't know what has to change, and what doesn't, but we can do this. We'll make it work." She bit her lower lip, stared down at the couch cushions. "But you can't give up on us before we even get there."