"Lee," Kay breathed, looking down at me with eyes sparkling with the affection I'd failed to detect before now, "You're still…"
Kay's hand traced down my chest. His fingers tapped just under my navel, implying the end of his sentence.
I held his gaze and nodded slowly. I wasn't done, not by a long shot. I could tell he wasn't either.
He took my glasses between his fingers, gentle and deft as always, he slipped them off of my face and gently folded them before setting them onto the bed side table.
Another detail I'd overlooked. He was always so soft with me, so thoughtful, so attentive. Had I truly believed he showed this consideration to everyone? Was I truly such a fool?
