Sawyer lay silently on the couch with Elizabeth for a while, and she found his calm, steady breathing comforting. She was glad that he had been willing to stay there with her and relax for a while, and he seemed happy to lie on the couch behind her without talking.
She hadn’t expected him to agree when she asked him to stay there with her; she thought he would tell her there were more important things to do, and it was a pleasant surprise that he had chosen to remain with her rather than running off to talk to his sister.
He trailed his hand slowly up Elizabeth’s body until he was cupping her breast, and as she parted her lips to make a noise he tipped her face towards him and kissed her softly.
Her eyes were closed, and he wanted to push her onto her back and carry on with this game bu
