Room at the Arms Hotel, Sunday night
There was something just a little bit decadent and a tiny bit licentious about going to a hotel room, but it was the best way to spend the night together without inconveniencing a roommate. Also? The beds were much larger than the ones in the dorms, a luxury Raven had enjoyed during their trip to London.
Not that she had any reservations about sharing a smaller bed with Jono at all, because it would mean more snuggling, which they were doing now, by choice rather than necessity. Warm and still just a little out of breath, Raven basked in relaxing afterglow. It was easy to forget all her troubles in moments like this, but she couldn't afford to relax too much. She knew she had to be on her guard against her father's influence -- and keep its effect on her hidden from Jono because she was a dumbass.
[For the snugglee, of course!]
Not that she had any reservations about sharing a smaller bed with Jono at all, because it would mean more snuggling, which they were doing now, by choice rather than necessity. Warm and still just a little out of breath, Raven basked in relaxing afterglow. It was easy to forget all her troubles in moments like this, but she couldn't afford to relax too much. She knew she had to be on her guard against her father's influence -- and keep its effect on her hidden from Jono because she was a dumbass.
[For the snugglee, of course!]