hawke

She blew out a breath between gritted teeth. __ometimes I really want to___ frustrated sound___ite you!_ He froze. __ might let you._ __ won__ do it if you__ enjoy it.

You have the power to tear me to pieces, to wound me so deep and true that I'll never recover. What Rissa's death did to the boy I was? You have the ability to do a thousand times worse to the man I've become.

When he put the old-fashioned mechanical toy on her palm, she stopped breathing. It was a tiny representation of an atom, complete with colored ball bearings standing in for neutrons, protons, and on the outside, arranged on arcs of fine wire, electrons. Turning the key on the side made the electrons move, what she__ thought were ball bearings actually finely crafted spheres of glass that sparked with color. A brilliant, thoughtful, wonderful gift for a physics major.__hy magnesium?_ she asked, identifying the atomic number of the light metal. His hand on her jaw, his mouth on her own. __ecause it__ beautifully explosive, just like my X.

Hawke," he said. "That's the word you need to be saying.