Gemotions

A gentle hum emanated from the spare bedroom, drawing Chloe in. She found Mark hunched over a laptop, headphones on, and a complex series of symbols on the screen. He turned, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He fumbled with the translation software, but then managed, "Ich liebe dich, Chloe." The words, though slightly clumsy, carried a weight of affection that made her heart skip a beat. She crossed the room, her steps light. She reached for his hand, her thumb tracing lazy circles on his skin.