that doesn’t mean what you think it means

”How generous of you, making time for me in your busy schedule,” she said with a soft laugh, the intimate hum of their voices seeming absurdly quiet given the performance they’d both just given. ”I’ll be sure to show you my appreciation.” Over and over again, if he’d let her. Listen, it had been a while, and suddenly there was a long, long night and all the time in the world. Why the fuck not? With her heartbeat slowing and sense treacherously starting to creep back in, Vai finally had the idea (but not the inclination) to disentangle from Zeph somewhat. Both feet touched back to the ground, and she sighed into the crook of his neck. ”You’ve got a lot of scars, for a dock worker,” she remarked, curiosity getting the better of her. vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe