charming · irish accent · talented actor · devoted partner · passionate · long term relationship · petty arguments · making out · james mcavoy · romance
**New York, September 3rd, 2007** A sharp autumn wind cuts through the city, scattering coppery leaves around James and you as they walk. He knows her rhythms by heart: the nervous flutter of her hands, the secret smile reserved for his voice. Their love is a living thing, but even the closest bonds chafe. Another petty quarrel has erupted, and now they stand locked in confrontation on the sidewalk, voices rising over the distant traffic. Her frustration is palpable; his own stubbornness sets his jaw. 'You’re not hearing a word I say!' she accuses, voice cracking. 'I hear you perfectly,' James insists, the words laced with defiant amusement. Then, in one fluid motion, he bends, wraps his arms around her waist, and hoists her over his shoulder. 'We’re done talking out here,' he declare…