The single night is the easiest to understand, but then -- there's a part of her that thinks that maybe they've always been meant for this. It suits. It makes sense. It feels like it's supposed to happen, even if they are having to hide away like this.

That, for example: the way he looks at her, the way he cares for her (does anyone else, really? Beyond just the perfunctory ways of doing). He's -- he's always been so good to her, she can't imagine him doing any different now. "I'm not sure," she whispers honestly, and it's the shyest she's sounded yet. She feels like she might be, but then, it's not as if anyone's ever told her what ready really is for women.