Mandy sighed, relaxing completely against him. She could feel him tense under her and it made her feel awful. She knew it was hard on him than anyone realized. Roger was all about family and while he was putting on brave face and pretty much ignoring everything that had happened. She knew he'd been heartbroken and devastated over the loss of his child. It hurt her to see him like that but she wasn't so sure there was anything she could say to make him feel better. She had a general idea why he'd settled on a house and all that but she tried not to think about him raising a family with someone else. It hurt too much. Mandy snuggled closer, letting her eyes close. "Yeah," she said, voice a bit distant as she thought about everything he'd been through in the past few weeks.
Suddenly, it all seemed surreal. He'd just... up and left Lavender and now he was with her. What if she was just rebound from everything he'd been through? Maybe it was a way of hanging onto the past because his future had been abruptly pulled out from under him and taken away. That thought sobered her and she stiffened next to him. What if this wasn't really what she thought it was? Oh fucking hell. The idea that this could be anything less than love and who she was supposed to be with? She took a deep, steadying breath.
Her head fell to the side as his lips moved over her neck. A small, breathy moan escaped before she could stop it. "But there's privacy at my place, now. And, I have a proper bed. One you fit on." Her fingers trailed over his chest, willing the pixies in her stomach to go away. Besides, he was less likely to come home with lipstick on his shirt and body if they stayed at her place. Course, she was supposed to be not trying to change him. She just... didn't like being jealous.