He leaned back away from her, resting on his back legs, as he laid on top of her.
Waiting for an answer.
However, she lay there unmoving, unsure if she should trust the man before, after waiting for a while, she turned her head forward before quickly removing her legs from under him and sliding away from him until her back was laying against the cool window sill, her favorite spot of the closet.
Raised her body slowly onto the seat, resting her palm against the cool frosted window, staying quiet as she focused on her breathing.
Shaking her head, she made sure to keep eye contact with him,
"Never."
He hummed as he nodded his head looking away from her and around the closet, beginning to rearrange the disheveled items that were scattered around near him.
"Me and you never even"
"Fucked?"
He finished off her sentence for her as he still fixed various items around the lower level of the closet.
She nodded but he didn't need to know her answer to his obvious question because they were the two in the relationship so they would know what they've done and haven't done.
She kept her eyes fixated on something new that caused her breathing to start up again, nerves, complete nerves.
Her eyes trained on the secret peephole that held the hidden second door out of the closet that was right there in front of her all she had to do was reach out and touch it.
Without even so much as a second glance in his direction, she took off, running for it, but she made it as far as touching the push carpet that covered every inch of their shared bedroom before she bounced like rubber onto the bed with him once again on top of her,
"Nice try, bitch!"
