on our dates , he 'd been in casual but stylish clothes . the luggage bumped into his ankle . i edged closer to her until our thighs were pressed together . she 'd barely beat him to the punch . and even the ones who were here-i just was n't in the mood . and though my center continued to hum with thoughts of more , i was content . `` lord and lady protect us , she 's hurt ! '' `` no , '' i say , closing my eyes for a beat . 