The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 11: I Can't See, I Can't Breathe
Her expression clouded for a moment, vacillation worming it's way into her presence. gilda remained as stone-faced as before; however, a modicum of hesitation burned through her eyes. her instincts still flashed all kinds of warning signs.
Claire: Where Have You Been All My Life?
And despite the fact that she had been replaying their last night together in her head since lunch, all of this was making her vacillate between highly interested and completely uninterested.
A Different Path: Chapter 5
He could see the kid vacillating. _'only a little more to tip him over the edge.'_ wilde finished. "koslov said he'd let you ride on his back, too." he cherished the moment he saw his son make his decision. a wide smile spread over the boy's face.
A Different Path: Chapter 7
Within the first forty-five minutes of their aimless driving after his outburst, wilde had gone from vacillating between frantic texting and hopeless sobs to simply shutting down completely. he was numb. he had nothing in him left to give.