[ She wakes up slowly, the warm press of another body against hers certainly not something Inara had expected to experience; at least, not without prior negotiation and careful consideration. She can’t say she really minds, but it does make her wonder just how they managed to get themselves into this situation.
She remembers him vividly; the two kisses, the fair, the talking. But as her eyes fall open and she get a better look at her surroundings, memory fails.
Stirring against him, Inara yawns, rolling over to face him, unwilling to pull away. ]
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She remembers him vividly; the two kisses, the fair, the talking. But as her eyes fall open and she get a better look at her surroundings, memory fails.
Stirring against him, Inara yawns, rolling over to face him, unwilling to pull away. ]
…Leonard?