She hooks him by his belt loops, walking him backwards toward her bed. This time, she catches his eyes and doesn't break contact the whole time they move.

"M'all right."

She starts working on his belt.

"I jus' don't wanna talk 'bout this anymore right now."

Slipping her cold fingers into his hair, she tugs him down to her level for a kiss. Her skin is chilled, taut, the rosy hue growing brighter the longer she's indoors.