Carli opened her eyes. She stretched and yawned softly. The room was dark and cool. She looked around her — Jason wasn't there. She sat up slowly. She felt wobbly, a little tender, and completely loved.
He had loved her twice. She wouldn't complain though. She was the one who had begged him to not let go. It was like she couldn't get enough of being near him. He told her they should rest, but she kissed him passionately and pulled him closer, telling him she wasn't ready to stop yet.
