Re: [Adult] VIP Area
"I've never had that kind of normal," she admitted, and she sounded tired when she said it. Her birth came with the death of an entire family, and her life had never strayed very far from the path of bad, dark things. "When I met you in Seattle, it was like breathing fresh air for the first time," she admitted, and even that had been amid a world gone crazy and so much violence that she still had nightmares about it. So far, Las Vegas was turning out to be even worse, and it didn't make her feel very optimistic about his kind of normal. But his statement about being normal without being boring made her smile. "Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in bed and tree houses in the living room?" she asked. It was the opposite of the life she associated with him - Thomas,' and the structured, quiet order of that grand old place.
"You can be a little infuriating," she teased, when he said the women wouldn't want to get at him if they knew him. "And you're not very good at calling when you should, and you forget things like Mother's Day," she teased, calling him out on tiny, inconsequential things, and not on the big things that loomed between them. Not tonight. Tonight, there wouldn't be any of that," she decided as he tipped his head, the trusting boy she'd loved so much since she was just a girl. Her hands slid over his bare chest, and she made a throaty sound that could only be described as longing. "No morning after. No awkward waking up and realizing we spent the night having sex until we were raw, without talking about anything." She shook her head. "No hurt words, and no anger, and no fighting. You let me leave before you wake up, and tonight can be about only good things." She bit her lip, and she kissed him before slipping away from him and picking up his shirt and holding it out to him almost shyly. "Promise?" she asked, already appropriating his suit jacket for her own, ready to slip it over the ruined dress if he agreed.