Jennifer was a little puzzled. Obviously he was attracted to her at least physically. She knew what "that" reaction had meant, but he was very restrained with her. His arms around her had lulled her into sleep.She had never known a man who had been so solicitous of her. She wasn't the least bit nonplussed by sleeping in his arms.<br/><br/>"There is a difference between sleeping together and sleeping together," she said softly, as she leaned into his side while they sat looking at the fire. " and if I'm going to stay, you have to realize that I won't break and nothing you can do would be offensive to me. I'm not a simpering virgin but I'm not some hoe either. I know the difference between being an object of lust and filth and what I hope is the same act filled with respect and mutual need. You aren't a dirty boy, Ash, just because your body reacts to me. It just means that you are healthy and between us  might be a promises of something more. Something that between us might be pure and beautiful."<br/><br/>Jennifer laid her cheek against the hand that was stroking her shoulder, hugging him, afraid of what he would say to her next statement.<br/><br/>"I have to find my mother. Will you help me if I stay with you?"