Sara didn't ask any questions about the 'feuding pair' but then she figured she didn't have to. It seemed every chance River had she was kissing poor Jayne on the mouth. And, poor guy, embarrassed as he was he seemed powerless to stop her and was finally resigned to accept his fate.
Alone, in their bedroom, however he had no problems with her kisses and it seemed each night she tried hard to make him break his silent vow not to make her fully his. Sometimes he felt he was stuck between a rock and a hard place although he was the only one who had both.
"I'm ready," she told him, frustrated one night.
"I'm not," he grumbled back, pushing her off so he could get up and pace.
She lifted her eyebrows. "You seem ready enough."
"Just coz I'm willing don't mean I'm ready," he argued back.
She patted the bed next to her. "What is making you hesitant?"
Eyeing her cautiously he took her invitation to sit beside her. "You young." was the first thing that popped out.
"I am of age," she reminded him.
"I'd be your first."
She laid her head on his bare shoulder. That scares you."
It wasn't a question but he answered it anyway. "Yep. Ain't never done that."
"So?"
"I might hurt ya."
She turned his face to look at her. "You might," she agreed. "But you care so you will be gentle. With you I am not scared."
"Are you sure?" he asked, unsure himself.
She stood up and raised her dress over her head." I am sure."
"Merciful Buddha," he commented but led her between his legs and reached his face up to receive her needy kiss.
She whispered, "Wo ai ni," as he tried to be gently and it surprised him that it didn't scare him like it should have.
Wo ai ni - I love you