He sits on his bed, and pulls her gently towards him, so she's standing between his legs. His hands go to her hips, making small circles, edging around to her backside. But then he hears the uncertainty in her tone, and thinks maybe he misunderstood 'go back to bed'.
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He sits on his bed, and pulls her gently towards him, so she's standing between his legs. His hands go to her hips, making small circles, edging around to her backside. But then he hears the uncertainty in her tone, and thinks maybe he misunderstood 'go back to bed'.
He stills his touch.
'Did you want your own bed? That's all right.'