Guilt.
“Maureen?”
She smiled; he was back.
Maureen turned, reaching out to take Ski’s hand again, pulling him a bit closer. “Hey. It’s you?”
“I’m me.” He smiled softly, nervously. His thumb tapped. “Why? Did he do something wrong again?” He began to stumble backwards, a frown starting to twist his small smile.
“No!” She caught herself from actually yelling it, that would be obvious. “I mean… No. When Ian was here, he was rather… Calm.” Not true. “And quiet.” Did those moans count as noise?
“Oh.” Ski frowned wider, obviously confused, as she felt her stomach twist. “Well, that must have been relaxing for you. Not having to worry about him…”
“Yeah. It was nice.” She ducked under his arm as he draped it over her shoulders, beginning to walk down the hallway with her, smile returning.
Oh god, she was a bad person. A horrible, bad person. She didn’t love him, she loved Ski. It was just… Whenever Ian was there, he’s available and technically part of him, her logical side figured she wasn’t totally in the wrong.
But still… That soft kiss on the cheek - more of an afterthought than anything else- was enough to make her stomach fall straight through her rainboots.
She smiled; he was back.
Maureen turned, reaching out to take Ski’s hand again, pulling him a bit closer. “Hey. It’s you?”
“I’m me.” He smiled softly, nervously. His thumb tapped. “Why? Did he do something wrong again?” He began to stumble backwards, a frown starting to twist his small smile.
“No!” She caught herself from actually yelling it, that would be obvious. “I mean… No. When Ian was here, he was rather… Calm.” Not true. “And quiet.” Did those moans count as noise?
“Oh.” Ski frowned wider, obviously confused, as she felt her stomach twist. “Well, that must have been relaxing for you. Not having to worry about him…”
“Yeah. It was nice.” She ducked under his arm as he draped it over her shoulders, beginning to walk down the hallway with her, smile returning.
Oh god, she was a bad person. A horrible, bad person. She didn’t love him, she loved Ski. It was just… Whenever Ian was there, he’s available and technically part of him, her logical side figured she wasn’t totally in the wrong.
But still… That soft kiss on the cheek - more of an afterthought than anything else- was enough to make her stomach fall straight through her rainboots.