Talk:Keefe and Sophie/@comment-72.205.23.158-20190715154020/@comment-2600:2B00:8003:DD00:D598:9DDA:E623:7D5C-20190716005407

“‘Told you,’ Keefe said when she sucked in a breath. ‘I...’ He smirked. ‘Look at that. The mysterious Miss. F is speechless.’ She was.

(A bit later)

It was the kind of incredible group Sophie had never dreamed she’d someday be a part of. But there she was. Right in the middle. ‘Smooth move painting yourself next to her,’ Ro told Keefe peeking over Sophie’s shoulder. ‘Uh, we all know Foster can’t bear to be away from me-and art is about honesty. That’s why I made sure I had the best hair.’

(A bit later)

‘Because the Black Swan is apart of your family to-but who wants a picture of those weirdos?’ Sophie laughed, even as the her eyes welled up at the enormity of what he’d given her. Grady and Edaline were sniffling too. As were all the members of the Collective. And Alden and Della. Even Sandor.

(A bit later)

Besides, you’ve seen Foster’s room. She’s in desperate need of personal stuff. And she’s been bugging me for a drawing, so I kinda had to-‘ The rest of the sentence was choked off by Sophie’s tackle-hug. He laughed as he flailed to keep both of them from toppling over. ‘Don’t worry,’ he grunted. ‘Breathing is overrated.’ ‘It is,’ Sophie agreed, unwilling to loosen her grip. ‘Those paintings, Keefe...I still don’t know what to say.’ ‘Um, I thought we agreed you’d be declaring it the Best Gift in the History of The Universe. And feel free to add that it was better than whatever the Fitzster has given you.’ It was-actually-but saying that didn’t seem fair to all the awesome things Fitz had done. So she went with a simple ‘thank you.’ Keefe pulled her a little closer. ‘Anytime Foster.’ It was probably her cue to let go, but...she couldn’t seem to do it. Someone cleared their throat and Sophie was prepared to give Grady a death glare-but the sound had from the doorway-where Lord Cassius now stood, along with Tam, Linh, Fitz, and Grizel. ‘Looks like we missed something,’ Fitz said his eyes darting between the paintings and where Keefe’s arms were wrapped around Sophie’s waist.

-SokeefeLover