Book Four in the Tugsten Series.
Ranking
🥇 in theark 17/02/2020
🥇 in bellamy 20/05/2021
🥈 in sanctum 05/05/2020
#24 in bellamyblake 2/11/2019
#8 in engineering 02/02/2020
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"I don't need a lecture on moral relativity from the Queen of Cannibals."
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"Bellamy Blake wearing a cardigan", I thoughtfully hum, wandering over to where Bellamy stands above a map I snake my arms around him from behind "That's a sight I never thought I'd get the pleasure of seeing."
Feeling his back vibrate I can only imagine I got a smile. After Clarke fell asleep we'd gone outside and sat together against the radio tower Gabriel constructed. We didn't do anything or say much. Just watched the stars as the stress of the past couple days drained away. With Clarke back Bellamy and I took a second to breathe. With so much on our plate we needed a moment yo catch up. His hands resting over mine on his stomach, his thumb traces circles on the soft skin before he comments "Ave you're insane."
"Am not", I defend myself, wandering around the map. Leaning over as Bellamy smirks lazily across the table to me I add "I just have an overactive imagination."
Arching his eyebrow, Bellamy points out "Most insanity is imagination. Just saying." When I stare placidly towards him, Bellamy shrugs and quotes with a smirk "Your theory is crazy but not crazy enough to be true."
Narrowing my gaze, I lean further over the map and accuse "Bell did you just quote a famous Danish physicist whose contributions were crucial to-"
"Our understandings of atomic particles and quantum mechanics?" Bellamy smugly cuts me off, proudly beaming "Yeah. Yeah I did."
