"Can't..." Words failed her, she couldn't reply if she had something to say, she was too lost in a haze of emotion and sensation. This meant something to her, more than the night they'd spent together almost half a year ago, more than whatever it was she had on Leap Day, and probably more than she was ready to admit. For someone who'd been wanting a relationship, now that she was faced with one, it scared her.

But all of that was a complicated mess that set in the back of her mind as her body took over, urging her to meet his thrusts with greater ferocity. The feel of him pushing and thrusting inside her promising oblivion and Rachel dug her hands into his back in a plea that matched her groans of "more," "please," and the prayer that was his name over and over again.