She had gotten some more modest pajamas...she thought, but she hadn't been able to find them. She had told the sales woman that Vincent was her husband, as people asked less questions that way. She had insisted that Alice buy sexy stuff, but the redhead had resisted...for the most part. This nightie had been a compromise.<br/><br/>It didn't seem like a compromise, though, when she stirred and found her body being stroked by Vincent's hands. She swore it felt like she was naked as his heated fingers stroked her sides. She left her eyes closed for a while, and almost went still. This was because of years of waking up to a man's touch and being ordered to never say no or resist. However, now she knew that if she said no or moved away, Vincent would actually listen. She had the ability to say no! It was a powerful feeling.<br/><br/>However, she realized that she also had the ability to say yes. She could kiss him without fear. She didn't want to go too fast, though, if Vincent wanted to anyway. Therefore, she shifted slightly in the bed to let him know she was awake, and simply breathed in his scent from his chest. That, and his touching were enough...when added to his close proximity...to arouse her again. Although slightly embarrassed that he'd be able to smell her heat, she didn't move away. Her hand came up to his chest, and her other one reached down to tangle her fingers with his free ones.