She finishes her tea. I slice a ripe peach in half and twist the two halves together until they slide apart. Offering her the half without the pit, I watch her touch the fruit to her lips, watch her tongue explore the smooth flesh and the soft skin before she bites hungrily into it.
I lift the pit out with my fingers and set it gently on the glass tabletop. With deliberate casualness, I trace my fingers across the fruit's dark center, asking her a question and listening to her breathing as she struggles to concentrate on two things at once. "I'm sorry, what?" she says finally, her eyes rising from my hands to my face.
"I asked if you were ready to finish."
"Yes," she says softly. "I'm ready."
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