'come here' he says, and so she does, climbing up to bed with him as he welcomes her in his soft embrace. they held each other like old lovers but they are nothing but mere strangers. he plays with her hair and plants soft kisses on her shoulder, up to her neck, then her hair. she laughs softly, a mellifluous tone that chimes the ears of her new found lover. 'what is that for?' she asks, and turns around to face him. 'can't I kiss you?' he looks at her intently. she could tell he is a little annoyed now, but she wraps the insurance around her skin like honey as she recollects the question. can't he kiss her? this is his ownership, she is his. she smiles and says nothing, then places her small lips gently over his.