Urso
She was there, lying on my chest, but she wasn't. She was moaning against me, twisting in a way I know well, but it wasn't the same. The body was present, but the mind, far away. I noticed. It wasn't hard to see when Nicole's mind was elsewhere. I know every sigh of hers, every tremor, every look. Even if it was just a day and a night, I know. And there, even though her body was glued to mine, she wasn't entirely with me. She was trying to forget some crap, trying to escape a thought that wouldn't give her peace. And that bothered me.
I waited for her to calm down, her breathing still heavy, her scent clinging to my skin, and I got straight to the point and asked what was going on.
She sat up on the bed, still naked, resting her arm on my chest. She looked at me with that fixed,
