She started to get up but I reached out to stop her. There it was again, I swear there was a spark when I touched her arm. Not one of those painful st...tic discharges, just a weird rush of sensation. Like electricity moving up my arm, but in slow motion. I could tell by the way she looked at my hand on her arm that she had felt it too. I noticed that the tiny hairs on her arm were standing straight up. Something to think about later, right now I had more important things on my mind."No, actually. ‘H-has she broken your heart?’ Ian’s face was stoic once more. His eyes were hard and guarded as he stared into mine. ‘Not yet,’ he said, in a strained voice. ‘And I hope she never does.’ I trembled, sniffed up my tears. ‘Sh-she won’t,’ I said in a small voice. Ian didn’t say anything more. Taking up his jacket, finding his tie, he headed to the door. ‘I hope you’re right,’ he said, then stepped out into the cool night air. I stared at the door for a long time, long after Ian was gone. Tears. "So what does this fuck buddy situation entail?" He asked me one evening as we were talking and I was casually stroking myself listening to the sexy Scottish lilt in his accent."It isn't rocket science. We are friends and we fuck. No strings fun, simples." It all sounds very interesting to say the least." He murmured"It is." I'd laughed before changing the subject to something mundane, like what kind of a day he'd had at work. But once the fuck buddy situation was out it was like it had opened. . whatever he was. Lover wasn’t the word – yet, if she had anything to say about it – but she didn’t have another to describe what Nathaniel meant to her.But all of that would be moot if she allowed her attention to wander at the critical moment. She rolled her eyes at herself – Sierra was going to bust a gut laughing at her when she found out, Leliana knew – and sighted down the length of her nocked arrow. The soldier from before, the one Aedan had recruited to help him, paused outside of.