She doesn’t flinch when Eiffel wraps his arms around her waist and rests his head on her shoulder, just wrinkles her nose because his breath smells like coffee. “You’ll tell me,” she adds, serious now, wrapping her hands around his, “if something’s wrong, right? If you’re not—” how can she put this, “if you’re not okay?”
“Of course,” he says, voice muffled by her jacket, “yeah, Minkowski. But I’m fine. We’re gonna be fine.”
I literally jumped when Ben yelled at beast. It was so good. It made me all warm insidr because it was perfect in my eyes. I loved it so much Ben just losing control for a second it was amazing. I couldn’t ask dor a for better scene!