He was right, but the operative word in that statement was 'may'. Right now she didn't regret a thing and if time passed in such a way that her feelings changed it would still only be her own fault. She was as clearheaded about this and what might follow as she had been about their marriage. But she also knew he didn't want to linger any farther on that topic, so she returned to her normal cheerfulness, but her hand still held onto his.

"You really only went with five!" And, surprisingly, he didn't ask about anything that she would have expected, but maybe that was for the best. If Roland could let himself have some period of time where he was free of some of his suffering, then she could stop thinking about everything that lingered in her mind. "But if that's your intention I can live with five. I'm the very definition of clean and you should fix that. But if we end up in here again we're switching positions and I'll be disappointed if you don't use it to your advantage."

Which wasn't to say she didn't enjoy things this way! She really and truly had! It had also eliminated the possibility of him diverting any conversation they had with sex because it was difficult for him to touch her if his back was to her chest. But the other way around? A completely different story.