Tadhg didn't let her loosen his grip. His lips formed a thin line and he made a sound of frustration deep in his throat. "You're supposed to let me prove it to you. I'm not daft, Sands, of course I heard. It's not a bloody turn-on, or else I'd have come along months ago. I had to think about it, but now I know what I want. Trust me, this wasn't some hasty decision of mine, it took a while for me to figure out that what I wanted was you, no matter the bloody circumstances."
He paused to take a breath and loosened his grip, keeping one hand on her shoulder and brushing a strand of hair from her eye with the other. "I love you, Sandy. And if you don't want me back, at least let me help you, alright? I'll beat the piss out of the wee bugger, would you like that? Because trust me, love, I'll do it if you ask." He looked at her expectantly, as though she just might ask him to. And then, of course, he'd go off and get it done with.
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