The tension between them had been growing for days. The last conversation they had had was the most intense they had had in a while. They mostly argued. The arguments could be intense or they could take on any quality they wanted to take, but the kind of intensity she had experienced the last time they had spoken was one that had both aroused and discomforted her in a way that she didn't want to name.
When he'd said he didn't want her to leave, she had half expected him to pick her up and head to the bedroom and do things to her that would make her beg for more. She had hoped, and even silently prayed that the conversation should end with him pinning her to the wall and kissing her. Intensely. She liked how he cared, even if he struggled to act indifferent half the time. She saw it. She
