Harker froze from that moment. He couldn't believe his eyes that she was really doing this just after everything. It didn't fit the sequence of events.
But then again…. Maybe people deal with grief differently?
Who was he to judge, when he had also thought about the sexy times he had with Mina while missing her.
Professor Seward continued to smoke, one hand placing the blunt in between her index and middle finger. Meanwhile….
Her other hand was traveling all over her chest.
She wasn't really touching it yet, per se. She just grazes her fingers ever so lightly on her own rotund breasts. Beside her were the bunch of letters that he found hard to read.
Harker knew he should stop looking, but again, he was stuck in place. He reasoned to himself that it was because of the passing shadow and his curiosity about this woman's past with the sea captain.
