Demeter looked behind her at her plants. There were a ton within the small space but very few were the flowering sort, she preferred greenery. None seemed to be blooming just now which didn't explain the aroma in the air. It was then that she noticed how warm Saturday was. Alice frowned slightly, her hand moving over her friends arm, despite the fact that she was laying against her. "Saturday are you okay? You're burning up."
Her frown deepened and she found herself turning toward Saturday. Her hand moved to rake through the woman's blond locks. "Love doesn't mean you have to give them permission to use you," she told her, making her look her in the eye. "Do you want to see him again?"