They'd been together more than long enough for her to recognize the signs. He drove her to near distraction at the best of times. Right then she was hovering on the edge, trying like hell to stay there with him. The moment he fell, she was going with him, if she even lasted that long.

She ran her hands down his back, fingertips tracing his spine as she pulled him even closer. A moment later she broke out of the kiss to whimper his name, pleading with him for something she couldn't name.