He is near me, almost a few breaths of remoteness away. I tremble from panic that he is going to touch and hold me like he is ever affectionate of doi...g. My body can counter to that quite active sexually and erotically, and that is the last thing on my mind right now. I cant help myself but ogle and make awed eyes at this stunningly beautiful being before my eyes. He is so exquisite and attractive. Just his sighting alone makes me stop thinking about that all-the-time vexing and annoying. ‘You finish four years of damn college in a year and you barely break a sweat. ‘You get the best paying job out of college I ever heard of without even looking for it. Companies are fighting over you. ‘You know almost everything. You understand almost everything. It’s damn intimidating. ‘But now I know you don’t always think everything out. You can screw up. It’s so liberating. I can make a mistake. I can afford to mess up. It’s fantastic.’ ‘I never -‘ ‘No, I did. But it doesn’t matter.’ ‘So do. I kept thinking about stopping him, as his hand was moving on my thigh. He was touching the inside of my thigh, and it was just making me loose my control over my feelings. “Adam, please stop it,” I whispered. “Why?” he asked, and his hand was still feeling my thigh. “Because, it’s not good,” I replied. I don’t know why the fuck I wasn't pushing his hand away from my body. “But I think it’s the best thing happened in my life,” He had changed. He was not that innocent and shy Adam any more. “I. Ahh.Moira sat down in the chair. I guess I must have fallen asleep for a bit because I awoke sometime later, though not enough to want to open my eyes. Moira had gotten a guitar from somewhere and was playing a Celtic tune very quietly and beautifully. I lay there listening for a while before falling asleep again.When I awoke once more, the first light of morning was coming in through the curtains. I felt warm and comfortable, and snuggled back into ... into Moira's arms? I turned, and sure.