Peter chuckled. “We're not in Seattle.”
“I know,” Jenna replied, smiling.
He was silent for a long moment, the touch of his hands becoming slower and slower and Jenna guessed that he was probably lost in the thought about something. He often did that, just tuning out and retreating to whatever was going on inside his mind. Right now it didn't even bother her in the least while she was trying very hard not to let his touch distract her too much. Peter was her friend and there were no words to express how much she loved him but somehow this was a little too close to comfort.
His hands suddenly stopped altogether and while one remained firmly on her shoulder the other wandered up to the little hairs beneath her bun that wouldn't quite stick with the rest, twirling them around her fingers.
“Peter.”
“Jenna,” he replied, that little huff he gave palpable on her skin.
She turned around to look at Peter, to tell him they should probably go to sleep, to tell him to leave but when she caught him staring dreamily into the void she couldn't help it and leaned forward to brush their lips together for just a brief second.
Jenna wanted to slap herself the moment she realized what she had done. They had kissed before, countless times, on the hand, on the cheek, the temple, even the lips as greeting but never in a moment as intimate as this. Somehow it felt not like overstepping a boundary but taking a running jump right at it.
“I'm sorry,” she mumbled quickly and again wanted to say something about leaving when Peter bent down and kissed her once more and she couldn't even find the will to stop him. Jenna knew she shouldn't want it, that Peter shouldn't want it, she was looking for an excuse, the food, the wine, the nap, anything she could blame it on that wasn't her own desire. Still she opened her mouth to him, still tasting the red wine on his tongue when it touched her own. Anything to blame.
She only noticed that her hands had landed on his thighs and he had his buried in her hair, the bun long undone, when they broke the kiss to catch their breath.
“Peter,” she started again, trying very hard to look him in the eyes but failing.
“Relationships are only as complicated as you make them,” he repeated softly and somehow it was enough for her to understand that they could do this and get away with it. Richard would never know unless she told him. Elaine would never know unless Peter told her, maybe he even would and it still wouldn't even shake their marriage cause that was how bonded they were. They could do this and come tomorrow they would pretend that nothing had ever happened. But a chance like this would surely not come again.
Jenna acted before her mind had even made the decision and she locked their lips in another kiss. Peter, knowing that with this she had just said yes, pulled her closer and together they fell back onto the bed, arms wrapped around each other and lips still touching. His hand was ever so gentle as it was setting out to explore her body but it had a distinctiveness that told her Peter had probably thought about this before and not just acted on an impulse. Not that it made anything better, or worse, as he carefully felt under her skirt and up her leg, leaving her skin in goosebumps.
彼得笑了。"我们不在西雅图。詹娜微笑着回答:"我知道,"。他沉默了很长一段时间,双手的触摸,他变得更慢、 更慢和詹娜猜到他在思考的东西,可能失去了。他经常那样做,只是调整和撤退到的任何事情在他的心里。现在它连没她至少她在尝试时很难不让他接触太多分散她的注意力。彼得是她的朋友和有无法用语言来表达她是多么的爱他,但不知何故这有点太接近舒适。他的手突然停了下来一共和同时一个仍然牢牢地在她的肩上其他钳子下她不会很坚持劳逸结合,旋转,绕在手指的发髻的小毛发。"彼得"。"珍娜,"他回答说,那小小的吞吐他明显对她的皮肤。她转过身看看彼得,告诉他他们大概应该去睡眠,告诉他要离开,但当她抓住了他出神地凝视着的空虚,她忍不住它,向前探着身子,只是短暂的一瞬间一起刷他们的嘴唇。詹娜想自己耳光的那一刻,她意识到她做了什么。他们曾吻之前,无数次,在手上的面颊,寺庙,甚至作为问候,但从未在这一样亲密的时刻。某种程度上感觉就不像超越边界,但以它正确运行的跳。"对不起,"她嘟囔着,很快,又想说些关于离开时,彼得弯下腰,再一次吻了她,她甚至找不到阻止他的意愿。珍娜知道她不想要它,彼得不想要它,她在寻找借口,食物,酒,nap,任何她可以归咎于它的不是她自己的愿望。还是她张开嘴给他尝起来仍然在舌头上的红酒时它打动了她自己。什么怪。她只注意到她的手登上他的大腿,他他埋在她的头发,发髻长撤消,当他们打破了吻赶上他们的呼吸。"彼得,"她又,开始非常努力地看着他的眼睛但失败。"关系只是复杂,你让他们,"他轻声重复和某种程度上这是足以让她明白他们能做到这一点,侥幸成功。理查德将永远不会知道除非她告诉他。伊莱恩将永远不会知道除非彼得告诉她,也许他甚至会和它仍然不会甚至动摇他们是他们是如何保税的婚姻事业。他们能做到这一点,明天他们会假装是没有发生过。但这样的机会肯定不会再。Jenna acted before her mind had even made the decision and she locked their lips in another kiss. Peter, knowing that with this she had just said yes, pulled her closer and together they fell back onto the bed, arms wrapped around each other and lips still touching. His hand was ever so gentle as it was setting out to explore her body but it had a distinctiveness that told her Peter had probably thought about this before and not just acted on an impulse. Not that it made anything better, or worse, as he carefully felt under her skirt and up her leg, leaving her skin in goosebumps.
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