Reinette made a decision then. To either coax him into her own bed that evening, or to join him in his own. For the only purpose of being there as he rested -- it could not quite be called sleep to her -- and again there as he awoke. The idea of that sort of alone as companion upset her, for him.
Which made no sense. It was not the sort of company he normally kept, she knew that. And the lack of it, thus, should not disturb. But it felt wrong. In many ways as the wall did.
"You do not have to be with yourself in this moment," she countered. "You are my company, and I am yours."
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Date: 2007-05-23 05:26 am (UTC)Which made no sense. It was not the sort of company he normally kept, she knew that. And the lack of it, thus, should not disturb. But it felt wrong. In many ways as the wall did.
"You do not have to be with yourself in this moment," she countered. "You are my company, and I am yours."
Her eyes found his own.
"Should we move?"