Endless Time

There was a tenderness to the way one hand cupped the back of her head, giving her something to rest it on other than the hard ground; some measure of protection that was not out of his ordinary, though she had no way to know that. He stumbled a bit more over his words, trying to find the ones that he wanted to convey. A flush formed over his cheeks, somewhat embarrassed at the turn of events. I do not mean to offend....  but it was her giggle that brought his own laughter, the smile brightening up his face, small crows feet forming at the creases of his eyes. I do not know the word I wish for. I am very....poor in your language. but still he tried. Still he made the effort for the woman that felt like home.