Thud, thud, thud.

A heartbeat against my ear, slow and steady. 

My hands on soft cotton.

Jessica Lange's voice coming from the TV.

Fingers toying with my hair.

I'd fallen asleep for a few episodes and my head rested on Tate's chest.

He didn't seem to mind. And I loved the way he played with my hair.

I couldn't bring myself to move and I was hoping he didn't notice that I was awake.

But then - "Poppy." 

His tone was soft, and I didn't move.

"I'm not a good person." I realized that he wasn't waiting for a response. He still thought I was asleep. "I'll hurt you. I'll ruin you."

He went quiet then, and I was close to nodding off again.

I'm already ruined, I thought as my eyes drifted close.