She wanted to trust him, for him to put her at ease, to make all the bad thoughts go away and to leave her with the feeling of the glorious bath and the hot, hot water.  When his fingers lingered on her cheek, she turned her face into them without realizing she was doing so; but when she realized the gesture, she turned away.  The piece of hair he moved fell back in line with her cheek.<br/><br/>"It was awful.  Such a long day.  All I want to do is go home."  She sighed, her eyes half closing as she leaned back against the headrest.  For a split second, her entire body relaxed, her shoulders sagging into the seat.  Every breath lifted her breasts, her backside shifting further down into the seat.<br/><br/>She hoped he would understand that she truly wanted his trip into his apartment to be quick, and then they'd go back to her place.  Quick and painless, and then a bath.<br/><br/>Please.