Sinthia found she didn't mind his fingers in her hair, though she'd normally hated the idea that any of her partners would find the scars dotted over her scalp when they played like that. He knew what had happened, because she'd told him, and though it had happened far earlier in the relationship than she'd planned on, there was no taking it back now.

"Mmm. You must like playing with my hair," she said quietly. "You do it all the time when I'm next to you."