While he is walking to the beach, he passes under their window, and doesn’t look up to see if she is still standing there. This article of clothing will be mentioned again in future adventures. He had always slept nude until the end of the war when he came across “the perfect compromise” – a pyjama-coat. On the way we learn another tidbit about his personal habits. He takes the hint and goes out to the beach for a swim. He believes she is crying, but isn’t sure. She took a deep lungful of smoke and let it pour out through her mouth with a slow sigh.īond put his arm round her, but she got up and walked over to the window.īond makes another effort to get close to her, and she tells him “not now”.
I don’t know where my bag is.’īond lit one for her and put it between her lips. She leant over and kissed him on the corner of the mouth, then she brushed the black comma of hair back from his damp forehead. At first, she responds, but then ends up pushing him away, and Bond apologizes, and they sit on the bed, staring at each other hungrily. Bond is eager to start his “fun” with Vesper, embracing and kissing her passionately as soon as they walk into their room. Bond and Vesper have arrived at their reward…a getaway for a week together at a lonely seaside inn.
