Falling against him, Rachel felt her heart racing and she couldn't calm her breathing. She could still feel him, sliding in and out of her and she groaned, burying her face against his chest. She felt incredible, like she hadn't felt in months, since before she came to the island, even. And deep down she knew it was hollow, she knew it would go away when he did.

But he wasn't leaving yet, he was still real, muscles moving beneath her, the scent of him in her nose. "Aidan," she whispered, "still with me?" She wanted him to be, she didn't know what she wanted, but he was here.