She tried to think of a more realistic setting, and to her surprise it came easily. She pictured Cleve and Reela. Sharing a sheet as they spooned after a fiercely passionate tumble of enjoying the pleasures of each other’s body. His arm encircled her like a child tightly holding his blanket in fear of it slipping away. They whispered secrets to each other with their bodies intertwined, and a layer keeping their heart protected was peeled away gently. More layers peeled away the more secrets they shared. Soon there were no layers left— nothing to hide behind. As they clung tightly to each other, they shared their deepest secrets of all, as if it was the only chance they would ever have. When they finally left the bed to dress, all the layers returned, including a new one— containing the love they shared. It was stronger than all the other layers combined and squeezed so tightly around their hearts it would be impossible to remove without ripping it apart.

"isnt he easy on the eye's??"
“If you don’t mind being crushed into the bed by twice your weight of man-flesh, then I guess so.”

“This isn’t just some emotion. It’s like he has a grip on my heart so that every time it beats, my blood runs through his fingers like a filter, filling the rest of me with this new life force that’s tainted by his touch.”