Firefly Glen sometimes we just think too much

Tabrielle’s ears swiveled at Holland’s quiet command and she was surprised to see him move toward her, offering his shoulder. She paused, wondering if this was some sort of test or trick. Unfortunately, she wasn’t in the position to demand her independent recovery—and there was a part of her that was revitalized by the nearness of another, after traveling alone for so long it was almost…healing.

Slowly, Tabrielle moved beside Holland and gently brushed against his side, a silent display of trust before resting her head against his shoulder. She didn’t realize how tired she was.

And somebody was—
here
And that
was everything.
 
“I suspect I will owe you a favor after this, Holland…” she breathed, bracing herself.