"We can find out," she said against his skin, pressing kisses to his shoulder, then lower, against his chest. They would have that chance, but she was still glad they'd come out of it now, the first time, glad that they'd been able to make it real, give Delta a memory of it. Her thumb rubbed circles against his hip as she glanced up, cheek against his chest, smiling up at him. "We could spend hours in there and have it amount to only fifteen minutes out here."

It was appealing, but she also liked the reality of this, having him under her hands and mouth, feeling the warmth of his skin, the beat of his heart.