callmeemily: ([pleased] genuinely pleased)
Raleigh Harper / Emily Watkins ([personal profile] callmeemily) wrote 2014-08-20 12:00 am (UTC)

Raleigh looks down at the blanket as he says that Jason's missing something by not being with her, and it makes her... uncomfortable. Incredibly uncomfortable, mostly because she still doesn't know what happened. She wonders - well, she has wondered, anyway, if it was because of the way she'd kissed him, the last date that they'd had. If she'd done something wrong, if he'd not made the first move for a reason.

But then again, he'd kissed her back, he'd been the one who'd kissed her against the pier, and she just sort of exhales in a rush, and runs her hand down her face. For all that she says it's not important, what she means is can we not talk about it, because she has no answer, just the confusion that's completely different than the way she feels with Coop. She knows where she stands with Coop, mostly. Not his thoughts on her - that's a mystery, but they're friends and she knows it and she honestly thinks that if she shows up on Coop's doorstep and his couch isn't occupied he'd let her in and possibly even make her a cup of coffee besides.

Jason....

She's got this sinking feeling he'd shut the door in her face, and she doesn't even know why, and it... hurts, but that's not something she's going to be able to explain or figure out what's going on. "You make my life brighter, too," she says quietly, even though the words feel hollow. It's the too, but she sucks in a breath and he says he's not going to break Coop's kneecaps and finally she laughs. "Well, thank you. I'm sure that all of his patients appreciate it." He talks about how much of a help Coop was, and she nods a little, taking another sip of her soup.

"He... helped me, a lot." Clearing her throat, she just... moved on. The way she does, to skip to other, easier subjects - and ones that made her eyes widen and she couldn't stop the gasp. "Spencer Waters, you can't tell me that you're blackmailing me with backing we haven't even talked about! The nerve." She's smiling again, she can't not. "It's not my fault that Joel informed me just how happy you get when you drink."

She paused, and her voice softened a little, but the look there was absolutely fond. She loves them both, and she can't not. It's ingrained, by now.

"He... when he told me, it was so clear how much he loves that about you. You know that?" She can't stop the curve of her lips into a smile. "He loves you so much."

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