Tillman did not normally freeze under pressure, but the gentle press of lips to his own paralyzed him for several seconds. His eyes were open, wide and blinking. A warm rush shot down his spine, bringing a moment of clarity that brought attention to just how cold it was in his car.
He remembered the cashier's knowing smile and suddenly, it clicked. She had watched him march into the store for months and pick up the same items, but today he had gone in with a strange street kid wearing his jacket and picked up new and different items. She had assumed something uncouth.
Apparently, Pig had as well.
It was easy to pull away. Pig's skinny arms were tucked inside his jacket, not wrapped around him in any way. Tillman gently pushed the boy back down into the seat with one hand.
"No, Pig," he said simply, eyes trained on the road once more.
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Date: 2012-02-23 04:17 pm (UTC)He remembered the cashier's knowing smile and suddenly, it clicked. She had watched him march into the store for months and pick up the same items, but today he had gone in with a strange street kid wearing his jacket and picked up new and different items. She had assumed something uncouth.
Apparently, Pig had as well.
It was easy to pull away. Pig's skinny arms were tucked inside his jacket, not wrapped around him in any way. Tillman gently pushed the boy back down into the seat with one hand.
"No, Pig," he said simply, eyes trained on the road once more.