"So, you know how to sign?" She questioned, after a round of rigorous morning sex.

They didn't usually talk after sex, but then they didn't really talk before sex either.

Nor did they have sex in her place, but he had come to her this morning so maybe the unspoken rules they had didn't apply right now.

And she was damn curious as to how he knew how to sign, it's not like it was offered on the high school curriculum. Was it self-taught she wondered.

"Yes." He answered not divulging any more information and taking Sara out of her own musings.

Rolling her eyes Sara turned to look at him. His hair was a little dishevelled but aside from that, and the fact he was lying naked in her bed, he looked like his normal self. He didn't appear to be annoyed at the question and her curious mind needed answers, so she continued.

"Do I need to play twenty questions, or will you tell me how you know?"

"My mother taught me."

"Gil!" She cried in annoyance after a minute when he didn't continue his explanation.

"What?" He asked, confused as to why she was getting annoyed, he had answered her question.

Rolling on top of him she pinned him to the bed, knees either side of his waist, hands either side of his head holding her above him.

"That's it? Your mother taught you? There's nothing more to tell?"

"She taught me when I was young," he said with a shrug and letting out a sigh. He didn't know whether to continue or not but looking into her eyes he could tell this wasn't some curiosity born out of nosiness, she genuinely looked interested in what he had to tell her. "My mother's deaf," He confessed. "It's her way of communicating, everything I know about how to sign, the history, the language, she taught me. I'm a little rusty, as Dr Gilbert pointed out earlier, but Moms been away in Europe on an Art expedition the last few months, so I haven't been in much contact with her, so I haven't been using it." He finished, feeling a little embarrassed at having revealed so much.

"Now," he said reaching up and laying his hands on her waist, "Can we not talk about my mother while we are both naked in your bed, it's a definite mood killer."

She laughed and leaned down to kiss him, thanking him for sharing a small piece of himself with her. He wasn't one to ever talk about himself and she had pushed him out of his comfort zone a little.

"Teach me." She said breaking the kiss and looking into his eyes.

"What?"

Climbing off him she sat cross legged looking every bit the eager student, sans any clothing.

"Teach me," she repeated, "I want to know how to sign."

Looking at her he couldn't help but fall further in love with her.

"Really?" He asked wanting to make sure she was certain. This wasn't something that had ever happened to him before. A gorgeous, naked woman, who he had just made orgasm was asking him to teach her how to sign and looked like she was genuinely interested in learning.

It had never been a fantasy of his, but it was certainly erotic.

"Yeah, I want to know."

Sitting up, with a smile on his face, he turned to face her.

"Okay then, we can start with your name…"

A/N Apologies guys, I tried last week to come on and update this story but FF was having a moment. Short and sweet but the next chapter is ready to go. Also, this story is a year old, thanks for following along on this wild journey. Hope you enjoy this one :)