If he hadn't been battling his own inappropriate reaction, hers would have made him get up and apologize. It was clear by the tone of her voice that he'd made her uncomfortable, and he just hoped she hadn't guessed the exact reason why he wasn't able to get up right away.
Even in her moves were still carefully measured to seem calm, it didn't take a genius to know just how much distance she wanted to put between them right now. He mentally kicked himself for being an idiot and mumbled out a polite "No thanks," into the pillow, knowing his voice sounded just a little bit strained.
Her reaction did have if not its good sides, then at least its effective ones. It helped too that she'd put some distance between them, and he pushed himself up and sat on the bed, still feeling a need to apologize to her. He doubted it would do anything but embarrass her further if he did, though, so he wisely kept his mouth shut and ran a hand through his hair before he got up. It was dark enough that she hopefully wouldn't be able to tell the lingering effects of the massage, and he'd mostly gotten himself under control now.
He waited until she'd drained her glass of water, then moved to the door. "So, I'll see you Thursday at the diner? We can talk more about our plans for Christmas then, if you've had a chance to run them by your father..." Remembering that she'd left her coat on the armchair, he moved to get it and held it out for her to put on. He had an unpleasant feeling his mom would be proud of his display of manners.
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Even in her moves were still carefully measured to seem calm, it didn't take a genius to know just how much distance she wanted to put between them right now. He mentally kicked himself for being an idiot and mumbled out a polite "No thanks," into the pillow, knowing his voice sounded just a little bit strained.
Her reaction did have if not its good sides, then at least its effective ones. It helped too that she'd put some distance between them, and he pushed himself up and sat on the bed, still feeling a need to apologize to her. He doubted it would do anything but embarrass her further if he did, though, so he wisely kept his mouth shut and ran a hand through his hair before he got up. It was dark enough that she hopefully wouldn't be able to tell the lingering effects of the massage, and he'd mostly gotten himself under control now.
He waited until she'd drained her glass of water, then moved to the door. "So, I'll see you Thursday at the diner? We can talk more about our plans for Christmas then, if you've had a chance to run them by your father..." Remembering that she'd left her coat on the armchair, he moved to get it and held it out for her to put on. He had an unpleasant feeling his mom would be proud of his display of manners.