“I guess we’ll see,” he nodded slowly.
“I guess so,” he agreed, getting up to make himself more coffee. There was movement on the stairs and then Sawyer emerged. She looked at Owen and then glanced at Ryan and smiled, though the smile seemed hesitant and didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Hi,” she said to both of them, pulling the sleeves down more on her sweatshirt as she went to get herself a glass of water.
Ryan looked over at the noise, though the expression that formed as he dropped his eyes was distant, guilty. Uninviting. “Hey,” he replied quietly. “You okay?” he asked then, hesitant as he did.
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rymarshall liked this rymarshall reblogged this from seesawscott and added: He didn’t move for the other door until well after she’d gone into her own room. He knew he’d had to say something to...
docmarsh reblogged this from rymarshall and added: Owen shrugged at him and sighed. He didn’t know what to say or even what to tell Ryan.
