"I can't sleep."
Jonas was used to Francesca declaring that when she had been lying in bed for a few minutes.
It was her way of saying she had things on her mind.
"Would you like to talk about it?"
He hoped she didn't and he was relieved when she rested her hand on his chest and kissed his cheek.
That meant she had been telling him she wanted him.
"You don't have to feel awkward about having physical needs. I'm not ashamed to admit that I find you attractive - at the risk of you calling me strange, I actually like the way you look at the moment quite a lot."
"It's not strange. Plenty of men find it exciting to be reminded how virile they are; you only slept with me because you felt sorry for me, and I was ill enough that this was an unlikely outcome. I'm sure you feel very ma
