Sofa
One
She couldn’t sit still beside him. She didn’t know why this time felt so different to the many other times they had shared the couch, but she felt the constant need to move herself around, to readjust herself in the seat.
He noticed too, and raised an eyebrow at her. She tried to keep still, distracting herself with the television or trying to figure out why she was fidgeting so much. Eventually, it worked and she stopped moving, hugging her knees to her chest and letting her head fall onto his shoulder.
Conversation stopped, the only sounds in the room coming from the television set and the sleeping girl on the other sofa. He turned his head to hear, and using two fingers he propped up her chin. She opened her eyes to look at him.
Heat emanated from them both, and a sudden, unexpected chemistry filled the air. He leaned in, his face close to hers, when he suddenly pulled away, “I was just checking if you were awake.”
A murmur came from the sleeping girl across the room, and the moment was gone. They pulled apart, and she resumed fidgeting until daylight came and he left the room.
He noticed too, and raised an eyebrow at her. She tried to keep still, distracting herself with the television or trying to figure out why she was fidgeting so much. Eventually, it worked and she stopped moving, hugging her knees to her chest and letting her head fall onto his shoulder.
Conversation stopped, the only sounds in the room coming from the television set and the sleeping girl on the other sofa. He turned his head to hear, and using two fingers he propped up her chin. She opened her eyes to look at him.
Heat emanated from them both, and a sudden, unexpected chemistry filled the air. He leaned in, his face close to hers, when he suddenly pulled away, “I was just checking if you were awake.”
A murmur came from the sleeping girl across the room, and the moment was gone. They pulled apart, and she resumed fidgeting until daylight came and he left the room.