[She's grateful that he hasn't said anything. The compliment at the meeting was bad enough, anything here would be too warm to be comfortable.
It's hard to forget the subtlety between them; his habit of tracing her lower lip like he was going to forget it and how she learned all the ways to fill a single word with meaning on tone alone. In Japanese, it was easier but somehow talking to him made it easy to pull off in English. The slow, dark drawl of arousal, a murmur of comfort, a confession.
Spitting "Matt" like a curse, like a proper four letter word came too easily. The careful neutrality of "Matthew".
Some days "Assistant DA Murdock" feels like frostbite on her tongue.
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It's hard to forget the subtlety between them; his habit of tracing her lower lip like he was going to forget it and how she learned all the ways to fill a single word with meaning on tone alone. In Japanese, it was easier but somehow talking to him made it easy to pull off in English. The slow, dark drawl of arousal, a murmur of comfort, a confession.
Spitting "Matt" like a curse, like a proper four letter word came too easily. The careful neutrality of "Matthew".
Some days "Assistant DA Murdock" feels like frostbite on her tongue.
Maybe one day his name will stop tasting bitter.]