Chapter Seven
Nine….and Ten
Kevin knew his fantasies were headed beyond delusional, but they were difficult to temper. Especially when Diane awakened after a night’s sleep and no precarious intimacy was snapped off, replaced with awkwardness and regret from her. He awoke to her rustling beside him, and he suspected she created a disturbance intent on rousing him. She almost seemed lonesome for him. She twined a leg around his and laid a hand on his chest. “How did you sleep?”
He told her he’d never had a more wonderful night of sleep in all his life. She cooed at this and nestled her face into his neck. An hour must have passed with her squeezed against him, playfully adjusting positions, as he lay rigid, and a single arm around her, nervous and tense yet feeling an exquisite comfort. S
