As long as she kept things light, he wasn't overwhelmed too much. He let himself sink into the way she felt under him, let himself be absorbed by what they could be together. His mind floated, everything that had happened, everything that could happen, drifted away and was replaced by the way they were in that moment.

When he reached the point of not knowing where his lips ended and hers began, he pulled away slowly and smiled down at her. Then he pressed his lips against her neck even as he inhaled deeply.