Jayne had that deep-in-the-bones satisfaction he’d come to expect from Kayleesex. He wasn’t asleep—just layin’ there feelin’ good like he’d done a good hard day’s work. Night’s work.

“I think I died.”

Kaylee’s voice was nice and husky.

“Yeah?”

“Just a little bit.”

“Mmm.” Good to know he had an effect on her—not that he didn’t know it from other sources. Nice to be complemented on a job well done, though.

“So did you go to heaven or hell?”

“Hmm?”

“When you died.”

Kaylee squirmed in a way that made her thigh brush up against his. “Somehow I don’t think you have good sex in heaven. Seems wrong.” He felt her move again. He opened one eye an’ looked at her. She was archin’ up. Interestin’ to see it from this point of view.

“Felt a little to good to be hell, though.”

Jayne closed his eyes again and chuckled.

Kaylee sighed.

“I should go.”

“Mmmkay.” Jayne didn’t want to have to get up. She knew her way out.

“Did I leave my unders here last time?”

Jayne smiled. He’d found them stickin’ out from under the mattress. Wasn’t sure how they’d gotten there, but they’d been real cute. All pink and soft. He didn’t remember takin’ them off her. Wasn’t really payin’ attention then.

“Jayne.”

“They’re in the top drawer. I didn’t wash ‘em or nothin’.”

“Ew.”

He shrugged. Wasn’t like he didn’t smell all Kaylee-y anyway. Her unders touchin’ his weren’t gonna make much difference. Nothin’ he hadn’t touched before.

“I should go.”

She said it in a way that even Jayne knew she didn’t want to. Not like her bunk was far away er nothin’.

Jayne opened an eye and looked at ‘er. “You wanna stay?”

She smiled.

She could creep out before everyone was awake. Or while they were all eating breakfast. It all depended on what they decided to do in the morning whether she’d be available before or after breakfast. Jayne was leanin’ toward after.

He sighed and moved to make more room for her. His bed wasn’t made to hold two. She was little, though.

She rolled onto her stomach with her face turned away. He wasn’t used to seein’ her like that. She wasn’t wearin’ anythin’ still. Jayne watched her back rise and fall and didn’t like how vulnerable she looked.

“You need another blanket or anythin’?”

She moaned a little. Jayne didn’t know if it meant yes or no. He’d have to crawl over her to get another blanket. He didn’t want to crawl over her.

He pulled the blanket coverin’ his guns off the wall an’ threw it over her. He rolled onto his other side so his back was to her. He slept better that way.