• It was everything she had hoped it would be and more. It is soft and gentle, with open mouths and probing tongues, warming her down to her toes as no kiss but Luis’ had. With that thought came a crippling bout of pain, but she pushed it away, just like all the other times it had come around.

    She pulled away, her knees weak as she leaned heavily against him, laughing loudly. “Are you as good in bed as you are at kissing?” she asks him teasingly.

    “You’ll just have to find out then, won’t you?” he says, grinning as she fishes the key out of her pocket, and unlocks the door. Despite the freezing rain, she was way too hot as she opened the door and stepped inside.

    She takes off her leather trench coat as he moves past her into the dark room, flicking on the lights as he went. They’re silent as she flops on the bed, closing her eyes, in exhaustion. “How am I so attracted to you when this is the first time I’ve met you in person?” she says tiredly.

    He grins wryly, as he lays down carefully beside her. “What happened between you and Luis?” he inquires gently.

    She sighs, covering her face with her hands. “He decided that I wanted to be with you more than him.”

    “”And is that true?” he asks gently.

    “Can I check back with you on that one?” she says, snuggling up to him as she takes her waist length hair down from its bun, and laying her head on his chest as he strokes her hair.

    She felt connected to him, as she hasn’t since her relationship with Luis. Ignoring the pain brought up when mentioning his name was less than easy, but it was a start. There was silence, but it was a comfortable silence.