Owen is good. Alright. Now that she was sure, she turned around to go back to her own room but her hand was stopped by a familiar grip.
"Hey." Owen woke up, eyes still half closed.
"Sorry," Lucy whispers, apologizing immediately although she was sure she didn't do anything except open the door.
"It's okay. Do you want to sleep here?"
Maybe Owen was still half asleep when he asked this but Lucy only took a moment to answer, taking away his chance to retract.
"Okay."
"Owen moved back a bit and opened the blanket, inviting Lucy inside the covers.
Lucy took off her jacket and boots before getting on the mattress. She faces away from Owen while the man embraces her from behind.
Here they go again, ignoring everything that might go wrong with the pace they are going at.
