Denny kept his eyes closed. He was enjoying the soothing effect of her soft touch, not just on his temple, but everywhere their skin rubbed to each other tickled him to an explicable sensation. The way Trisha held him, with her legs around his torso, her soft breast beneath his back, even the feel of her breath behind Denny, everything made him feel so comfortable like he was home. He was thinking of a way to bring this girl home and keep her by his side.
But his silence made Trisha think he was too tired, so she tried to make him feel even more comfortable with her soothing touch. She let her kneading fingers move up to his scalps, from the forehead down to his nape. She did not say anything anymore as she was worried she might bother his rest.
"If there is any chance..." Denny blurted
