Northstar Vale careful what you wish for

Soothed somewhat—she focused on trying to recover her hiccuping sobs. And then, perhaps, try to get some dignity back. If that was even possible anymore. 

He massaged her—she all but purred in his embrace. Sullen for a moment, she still felt hormonally morose. Unsettled. We never did take that trip. A quiet huff, her nose seeking his cheek. Bit late, now.