[At that question, he pulls back, though not quite far enough to detach him from her hand. His eye has widened slightly, though, searching — trying to parse the, er, meaning behind that question.
His flushed face is not going to abate anytime soon, at this rate.]
Sleeping— er, sleeping in your room?
[Can she hear the gears grinding in his head, overcoming the thud of his heartbeat?]
You want… to share a bed?
[What does she mean? Is he being to assumptive? How else is he supposed to take that after a kiss exchanged? hELP]
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His flushed face is not going to abate anytime soon, at this rate.]
Sleeping— er, sleeping in your room?
[Can she hear the gears grinding in his head, overcoming the thud of his heartbeat?]
You want… to share a bed?
[What does she mean? Is he being to assumptive? How else is he supposed to take that after a kiss exchanged? hELP]