Re: Stairwell, going down from the 12th: 7:00 a.m.
There was a moment of confusion and almost crushing disappointment when she averted her eyes. Had he been too forward? He couldn't have helped it really. He had just been so happy. But she reassured him she would be right back and a grin broke out once more when she touched his cheek.
When she returned with clothes he laughed sheepishly and took them, quickly trying to put them on. "I apologize," he said as he pulled the shirt over his shoulders. Not that he could have known but he had made her uncomfortable. Even if it was for a second, he was sorry for it. Once clothed he came up behind her and gave her another kiss on the cheek. "Are you not happy as well?" It was more rhetorical than anything else. He assumed she felt the same ecstatic relief that he did. This was a joyous occasion, wasn't it?