[ She hears his breathing change and feels him slowly harden against her but continues to languish in the darkness behind her eyelids. It would take a higher opinion than she has of herself to assume it's anything to do with her, aside from her body satisfying a craving in his mind too risky to express. She sighs contentedly when he sleepily grabs her by her middle though promises wordlessly not to let it go farther.
Something in Frank nonetheless hears and he snaps to agreement, jarring her weight onto her sleeping arm so that she has to grip him to keep from falling onto her back. Her head dips down and Jess rubs at her eyes with the back of her wrist, a lot more perturbed by his jolt of revulsion than the evidence of his imagined attraction. Her throat cracks when she opens her mouth to apologize. (She expected to decide how sarcastically in the moment.) Instead, she wets her lips and shuts her mouth. All the liquid in her brain is still sloshing around too hard when she moves her head, or she would sit up and grab the whiskey. ]
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Something in Frank nonetheless hears and he snaps to agreement, jarring her weight onto her sleeping arm so that she has to grip him to keep from falling onto her back. Her head dips down and Jess rubs at her eyes with the back of her wrist, a lot more perturbed by his jolt of revulsion than the evidence of his imagined attraction. Her throat cracks when she opens her mouth to apologize. (She expected to decide how sarcastically in the moment.) Instead, she wets her lips and shuts her mouth. All the liquid in her brain is still sloshing around too hard when she moves her head, or she would sit up and grab the whiskey. ]