It sounded different this time. Not softer, exactly. More than a little sad, and also a bit tired. She moved to cup his face gently in her hands, but only for a second before she took her hands away.
Was it better that they'd slept together, so it wouldn't always be between them? Or was it worse, because now it had changed and she couldn't stop wanting this to mean something more than it did...even if she wasn't sure, exactly, what it was.