Rachel had no problems returning that kiss, wrapping her arm around his neck and running her fingers into his hair. He was warm and solid and he felt good against her skin. And the rush she felt had nothing to do with anything she'd drank or eaten and everything to do with the sheer amount of time it had been since she'd felt anything like this.

It wasn't cheating if your lover wasn't there, wasn't coming and you weren't leaving. And Rachel was making her peace with that. Aidan was nice, he wasn't taking advantage of her and if taking him back to the hut for the afternoon made them both feel good... there wasn't anything wrong with that.

Reluctantly she broke the kiss, smiling and laughing, suddenly giddy. It was crazy, it was wild and it would probably take up a good part of her next therapy session, but she couldn't wait. "I think I owe you an invitation. My hut's close." She pushed away from him, swimming backwards towards the shore. "Coming?"