34. Ball of Yarn
Sailor Raspberry
173 Words
It was during the moment just before her body slowly let itself drift off to sleep, her limbs locked with his overtop crumbled blankets, skin pulsing and mouth gasping, that she realizes she forgot to comb her hair.
She struggles to sit up and tries to untangle herself from his wandering fingers. His voice stops her. "Where're you going?"
"To brush my hair. It's a mess."
She glances at him and catches his smile. His handiwork.
"Come back." He props himself up on elbows and squints over at the clock. "It's two in the morning."
"Can't." Her feet feel heavy as she wanders across the room. "If I don't do it know, the knots will be the size of yarn balls."
His laugh is airy and short-lived. "I'll help you condition it in the morning."
She puckers her lips and disappears into the bathroom. "Help me condition it now."
She listens to the silence with a frown, but can't resist the smile when he sighs, loud and exasperated, and kicks back the sheets.