"Shut up!" The words came out like a knee-jerk reaction and louder than she'd expected. Regret, regret, regret. What was she doing? If she just edged back from whence she came she could hopefully erase it from her memory or at the very least focus on falling asleep and hope she awoke thinking it an unpleasant sort of dream.
Except she couldn't bring herself to move. She tightened her grip on his arm, letting her nails dig in. She couldn't verbally communicate what was on her mind because she was flat out refusing to let herself think about it. Had he tried to see inside her mind it wouldn't have made much more sense than he was currently getting out of her.
Except she couldn't bring herself to move. She tightened her grip on his arm, letting her nails dig in. She couldn't verbally communicate what was on her mind because she was flat out refusing to let herself think about it. Had he tried to see inside her mind it wouldn't have made much more sense than he was currently getting out of her.
