“Love is layered,” she said. “It’s … a mystery, to be uncovered. The hero in the book … he’s too obvious. He’s what I’d expect, from a book like that. I want something … I want what he was doing to her, I want what they were doing together, but I don’t necessarily want … him.”
He nodded again, licked his lips, flexed his fingers where they held her shoulder. “I agree that love is … layered,” he said, moving his hand down, catching the bulk of her sweater between his thumb and forefinger. “And if it makes any difference, I’m not looking for that particular type of heroine, either.”
Had to parody one of my favorite vines when the idea hit me because it was too good to pass up (a bit Real Inside spoilery but eh-I do have the fic tagged that Neal/Baelfire is going to be in it).