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“And if I want more than I can get?” I murmured, turned my attention back to the can in my hand. “Without asking you'll never find out, will you?” I just shook my head. Clearly not, but I could keep my hopes, my fantasies.He got up, stretched himself. “If I had not asked you this morning I would still wonder how you looked naked.” “Who knows?” I grinned, though my heart skipped a beat. This was the first time this was mentioned. He mentioned it. “Yes, who knows...” smiling down on me he just stood there.“Do you need another cider or do you want to go to bed and sleep?” Again his smile broadened into a grin. “Or would you fuck me here and now?”Can halfway to my mouth I froze. Did he just say that or had I imagined the last bit? “Would you want me to?” Inwardly I groaned. Maybe one day I would attend one of these courses for flirting.Suddenly earnest he sat down next to me on the sofa. “Only if you want it. Don't think you have to, just because you are staying with me.”Slowly I shook. His fingers opened the oven tocheck on the food, sensing that it wasn't done yet."Why can't I just be normal?" He asked himself when the oven clangedshut. Looking at his reflection in the clock on the oven allowed him tosee his short hair. He'd kept it afterwards, the tips of his bangs justtouching the lower end of his jaw. The scar from his accident stillcreated a crescent around the curve of his eye. It looked slightly red,and sometimes he'd cover it with his hair.And yet it was also a sign of something that he felt was damaged. Therewas no rebellion in Robert. He didn't want to march down to theInitiative and burn it down. But, he didn't want to be changed by iteither. The assumptions that had arrived so easily to him in the pastwere now something that he needed to have explained. Jennifer was theonly one who understood and would. It was always acceptable. Robertwould agree with her readily.But, he'd never needed to have it explained before. He sighed againwhile he turned towards.
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