He was both pleased, and embarrassed when she started using the dancing analogy as well. Did she think he couldn't even listen to talk about sex without it being couched in vague terms and euphemisms? He had to admit that it made it easier for him, though. One day, he'd be able to talk about it openly with her. He hoped.
Pulling her into a hug, Steve buried his face in her hair, feeling more content and at peace than he thought he'd ever been, more than he thought possible. "I have no idea what I did to deserve you." Privately, he thought the answer was Nothing. You're never gonna do anything to deserve this woman. But you can keep trying, anyway.
From a distance away, Steve suddenly heard someone holler "No sex in the park! Totally illegal, man!"
Steve pulled back, annoyed. He turned around, unerringly spotting the guy, probably not even out of his teens, and shouted back on instinct, "It's called a hug, jackass! What kinda sex are you havin'?!"
Oh, sure. Couldn't have an open, legitimate conversation with the gal he was planning on sleeping with, but he could turn into a total New Yorker and start shouting abuse at a total stranger about it.
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Pulling her into a hug, Steve buried his face in her hair, feeling more content and at peace than he thought he'd ever been, more than he thought possible. "I have no idea what I did to deserve you." Privately, he thought the answer was Nothing. You're never gonna do anything to deserve this woman. But you can keep trying, anyway.
From a distance away, Steve suddenly heard someone holler "No sex in the park! Totally illegal, man!"
Steve pulled back, annoyed. He turned around, unerringly spotting the guy, probably not even out of his teens, and shouted back on instinct, "It's called a hug, jackass! What kinda sex are you havin'?!"
Oh, sure. Couldn't have an open, legitimate conversation with the gal he was planning on sleeping with, but he could turn into a total New Yorker and start shouting abuse at a total stranger about it.