"I like that plan." And the distraction. And him. She had no idea what she was doing, but as she kissed him, she could feel the crawling voice of pain and loss itching at the back of her neck and she deepened the kiss again.

It was using him. Today, it was using him, later it wouldn't be. She hoped there would be a later at least, but right now, she desperately needed to loose herself as much as possible.