Still she lay wrapped in his arms, even while the talk between them grew serious and hopeless. The house seemed to hold a hush as if listening to their words. Lydia frowned and whispered close to his ear.<br/><br/>“Do you not feel it? As if the house waits?”<br/><br/>She looked around, from the corner of her eye without turning her head, as if the house was a wild animal.<br/><br/>“I do not know what plans to make, but I think we should not say them aloud in this place.”<br/><br/>She held her lips just above his ear, skimming the flesh with her words, looking for all the world like a lover teasing her beloved.<br/><br/>“We should take any advantage that this place allows, food, rest, sanctuary, but do it with an innocent air. Let the house believe we are lovers looking for a tryst and nothing more. I like it not, the air in this place. My skin crawls.”<br/><br/>The bed seemed to cradle them a little closer and this time Lydia noticed that the hug was not coming from the man/beast who held her close to him.<br/><br/>“Do you not feel it, the bed?” Her whisper was almost a sigh. “We need to stand, to move about. We have had enough of sleep for now.”<br/><br/>Lydia was loathe to leave Shenyo’s arms, but she untangled herself and sat up. The bed shifted, but did not possess her. Swinging her feet over the edge, she casually stood and stretched. The mattress uncurled as the pressure of her body released.<br/><br/>Putting out her hand, she said cheerily,<br/><br/>“Come, my love. Perhaps there is food for weary travelers.”<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Still she lay wrapped in his arms, even while the talk between them grew serious and hopeless. The house seemed to hold a hush as if listening to their words. Lydia frowned and whispered close to his ear.<br/>“Do you not feel it? As if the house waits?”<br/>She looked around, from the corner of her eye without turning her head, as if the house was a wild animal.<br/>“I do not know what plans to make, but I think we should not say them aloud in this place.”<br/>She held her lips just above his ear, skimming the flesh with her words, looking for all the world like a lover teasing her beloved.<br/>“We should take any advantage that this place allows, food, rest, sanctuary, but do it with an innocent air. Let the house believe we are lovers looking for a tryst and nothing more. I like it not, the air in this place. My skin crawls.”<br/>The bed seemed to cradle them a little closer and this time Lydia noticed that the hug was not coming from the man/beast who held her close to him.<br/>“Do you not feel it, the bed?” Her whisper was almost a sigh. “We need to stand, to move about. We have had enough of sleep for now.”<br/>Lydia was loathe to leave Shenyo’s arms, but she untangled herself and sat up. The bed shifted, but did not possess her. Swinging her feet over the edge, she casually stood and stretched. The mattress uncurled as the pressure of her body released.<br/>Putting out her hand, she said cheerily,<br/>“Come, my love. Perhaps there is food for weary travelers.”<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>