"Well, o'course I'm interested in sleeping comfort," she said, and her smile altered suddenly just a bit, becoming less formal. She paused, her smile touched with shyness, a certain vague timidity and boldness mingling in the openness of her expression. "But I'm not ... just interested in sleeping comfort," she said casually, looking away from his eyes at the last moment. "I mean, I'd like to find something I can really sort of ... relax in-and on...." She let the sentence dissolve in implication, giving him a quick glance, her smile curling her lips upward, and they looked at each other with a tranquil intensity, an unspoken affinity passing between them.
"I think this is the best model for anything," he declared, putting emphasis on the last word, but not unsubtly, causing a flush to ar
