Re: [Adult] VIP Area
"I would think about it when things got bad, imagine looking through the window on that life. Christmas trees, and warmth, and happy things. Fighting that didn't last, and making up that did, and messy things that no one cared were messy," she admitted, lulled into soft chatter by his truncated sentences and the fact that he sounded as drunk as she was. "But I don't think I ever imagined us as normal people," she said, laughing afterword at how strange that sounded when the words were strung together that way. "I mean, I think I always imagined something that wasn't very structured. Breakfast on the living room floor, and pancakes for dinner, and galoshes when it wasn't raining. Do white-picket fences mean we have to be normal?" she asked, letting herself go with it for a minute, not worrying about all the reasons it wasn't likely.
She laughed when he arched into her touch and agreed with her, the sound happy and light. "No one has ever been able to compete with you," she said, and there was a layer of seriousness to the laughing agreement. "And the women just want to be me so they can get at you," she added. "One of these days, you're going to wake up and realize that you've been underestimating yourself all these years," she added, tone going quiet-reverent serious, fingers finding his jaw and skimming along it. "I always feel like it's borrowed time with you. Like you'll wise up one day when I'm not looking."
His slurred correction - your to ours - made her hug him impulsively, her arms back around his shoulders, tighter than before. She didn't know what scared her more - Alexander or losing him, losing Gus. But, no, that wasn't true - there was no contest. She could live with Alexander's terror, but losing this was too much to even think on for more than a moment at a time. The statement about Gus being with Roger made her relax in a way that was tangible; Roger was the next best thing to Luke when it came to Gus, and it made her pull back and look at him when he made his suggestion. Waking up sober might be a really bad idea, but falling asleep with him sounded like Heaven. "On one condition."