Taisce Moore is a knight with a shining M4. (taisce) wrote in immune_ic,
"You're a hard one to discourage, I'll give you that," Taisce laughed again, letting her expression soften quite a bit. "And I'll keep the offer in mind, but don't be surprised if I don't cash in on that rain check. Sex complicates things."
What? It did. At least in her case. It took good friendships and made them awkward. If she was going to have a sexual relationship with someone, she wanted it to be meaningful. And right now, that wasn't looking like a viable option. Especially with Marcus. Sure, he was a nice guy, from what she'd experienced. And sure, he was probably an amazing lay. She'd be lying if she said she didn't like his body. He worked at it, and she was the type to appreciate that. And she'd be lying if she said she hadn't thought about what it'd be like to be with him. She had a libido that had been put back burner for a while, and the topic had reminded her of that. But she wasn't going to act on it. No. That would be a bad idea.
She was thinking too much. She needed to stop that. That was the moment her mind would have started wandering back to the what ifs she'd been worrying about in the guard tower. Damned thoughts always came around full circle, back to the same damned thing. No. She wasn't going to worry, and she wasn't going to wonder about the what ifs. At least not right now.
"So are you going to drink that whole damned bottle? I'd expect you to save some for later. I know I would."