"Honestly, I don't know. I just, you know, what that... spark." She turned to face me, and there was a scheming glint in her eye. My guts flipped at that, wondering what kind of ideas she had going on in her head. "I've only felt it with you, Cissy." There was a look in her eyes, just behind the tight squint she was trying to hide, and I felt if reflected in me. It was longing, the desire to just hold her and realize I was at home with her. She loves you and is waiting for you to just admit it too. This isn't admitting weakness or defeat, Granger. She must have seen and understood the thoughts in my head as she seemed to relent.