She plugged the blow-dryer in and walked towards him.
He opened his arm and wrapped them around her waist. Her heart throbbed, feeling as though she was being surrounded by a love that was both gentle and heavy. She could sense the heat on his skin through his clothes, and soon, she started to feel his breath on her as well.
"Elliot, have you been feeling really exhausted?" She asked.
"Yes, but it's worth it," he drawled and breathed deeply as he entered a relaxed state.
"Close your eyes, then, and don't think about anything."
"Okay."
She switched on the blow-dryer and ran her fingers through his hair; the warm wind was sleep-inducing and though his hair dried thoroughly shortly after, she didn't have the heart to turn it off because she could feel like he had fallen asleep while leaning against her.
The weight of his body was pressed against her and she realized that she would have said yes if Nathan had asked for 30 million a month at this very moment, she might have agreed.
She wanted to help Elliot with his problems to relieve him of the stress; but if she paid Nathan behind Elliot's back, he would be mad, so she was stuck at a crossroads.
At night, she laid awake dazedly through the faint moonlight.
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