After sex and a shared, steaming shower, Damian and Clara returned to the living room. Their glasses were half-filled with the wine Damian had brought. He sank into the couch as Clara rifled through her bag for the new information she had wanted to share at work but couldn't because he hadn't shown up. Watching her unpack in that oversized gray sweater, Damian couldn't help but wonder what had changed. Last night, he had barely gained four percent experience points, yet tonight he had gained over fifty and come twice.
'Was my worry keeping me from enjoying her?' he wondered. 'Or is it because I adjusted my size perfectly for her, allowing both of us to actually enjoy it?'
