It was strange. How alive he felt. He got up from the bed and walked over to the window where his girlfriend stood and put his hands on the window seal on each side of her body. He placed his head on her shoulder and kissed down her pale neck.

“You turned me.” He whispered. It was a statement not a question.

The thin white curtains flowed around them from the wind of the open window and she turned in his arms to place her own arms around his neck.