Sammie wasn't sure. It was a great feeling what he was doing to her, one she wanted more of, but something just felt ... off, for the first time in her life. The little rabbit in her heart was bouncing around again.
She got up and walked to the door of her Uncle's flat and opened it wide. It was eerily quiet.
"Everybody's sleeping," she murmured.
"Right. Everybody's sleeping."
Sammie stood in the middle of the doorway, facing out, her hands at her sides, her legs slightly parted. The breeze from outside traced her skin, and she felt goosebumps on her arms. Her nipples were hard pebbles, but she wasn't sure if that was from the cold or from anticipation. On some level she wanted to lay back down, to feel his breath on her once more, the other wanted to go to the casino to help her take her mind off of it.