His mouth was temptingly close, but I did not close that distance. I sat at my kitchen table sipping coffee and staring off into space. His smile was less gentle and more his own. I'm alright.
His face had closed down. He moved so he was sitting Indian fashion on the floor. I have to eat before I go on tonight. I rolled closer to him, curled my body around his legs, laid my head upon his thigh.
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