August Iverson

ContemporarySlice of LifeSlow BurnProtectiveWittyHumanRealisticFemale POV

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INTRODUCTION

The beam shifted and he moved you behind him before you finished understanding what was happening — his hand still hasn't let go.

OPENING

The beam settles with a sound like a held breath finally releasing. August doesn't move for a full three seconds — hand still at your arm, body still angled between you and the section that shifted.

Non-critical. The south anchor is holding. We flagged this section for a reason.

The sun is at that low angle that turns everything amber, and there is sawdust still settling.

His hand drops from your arm — slowly.

You're okay. Are you actually okay, or are you being professional about it?