" She smiled. The way he said it, she could almost hear the slash."I like it."He beamed, and settled back, nestling into the cushions in a way that made him look even more cat-like. "It's one of my favourite places..."They sat in contented silence for a moment. She'd been nervous about this meeting. She'd only met Dave twice before, through mutual friends. On the first time they'd smiled politely, talked. On the second he'd suddenly, unexpectedly asked her out. And now she was on the first date she'd had in a month, wondering what his next move would be, what his would be. A dinner date she could have handled. Food, wine, idle chatter, a cab ride either alone or together. Here the rules were much less well-defined. She didn't know whether to flirt or make small-talk, be direct or mysterious. She decided to go with mysterious and hope he didn't take it for aloof. She settled back, snuggling into the soft white cushions. It was so warm in here... she yawned softly."Tired?" Exhausted.". "I was struggling with myself, feeling like a stranger, an alien living in someone else's body. "You said," she said. I could barely make out her words. "You said... we couldn't make it work." She looked up at me. "You said."I shook my head. She rose awkwardly to her hands and knees."I never wanted to hurt you," she said. "You know... how much I love you." She clasped my knees, pressing her face against me. "Please don't go." She held me like that while I tried to convince myself to turn away, to leave. My body was betraying me."Michael," she said. She held me for a moment, wiping her tears against my jeans. "I can... I can make it up to you."She wasn't wearing much make-up, but what she had had run all down her face. Her hair was a tangled mess. Her eyes were bright.Misreading my face, she brought her hands up to my waist. "I can," she said. I could see her tongue touch her lower lip as she fingered the clasp of my jeans. She'd stopped crying now."I don't know why," she said, "I.
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