[ She stiffens at his touch, but doesn't pull away. Glancing up to meet his gaze, she lingers for a moment, the breath tight in her throat. Already all too aware of the many pairs of eyes currently on them, she lets her voice drop to a soft murmur. ]
Not here, okay? [ If she has to do this - and she does owe him that much - then she sure as hell isn't doing it with an audience. She shifts to take his hand from her arm, brushing her thumb over the back of his wrist and setting it back on the bed. ] Get some rest. I'll come by tonight.
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Not here, okay? [ If she has to do this - and she does owe him that much - then she sure as hell isn't doing it with an audience. She shifts to take his hand from her arm, brushing her thumb over the back of his wrist and setting it back on the bed. ] Get some rest. I'll come by tonight.