Re: Si's trailer: Amy M/Si M
[Beat, beat, beat, and she'd hugged Si over and over throughout a lifetime, and the sound was reassuring, familiar, and it had always been. But it was different now, too. She pressed close, which she always would've done. But, close, close, and she forgot to keep space between them, because she'd never kept space between them ever. And she smelled of lavender, of vanilla, of skin and the day's clients, and she probably needed a shower, especially after walking all over on dirty-bare feet. But she did laugh, and he pulled away, and that felt like loss as she watched him flop onto the couch. His cigarette was in his hand again, and he held out the beer, and her fingers brushed his as she took the green-glass bottle and tipped it back, sucking on the lip as she finished it off in a long line of throat.
A second, a moment, a beat, and the timer had all but been forgotten. She put handed the empty bottle back, and then she crawled onto the couch beside him and insinuated herself against his side, beneath his arm, and she reached for the cigarette he held between his fingers.]