She wasn't resisting -- God knew, she should, and, yet, she was melting into his arms and falling all over again with each caress and each breath... And his lips...
It would be so easy, she thought, to just let him carry her away, as he had done so many times since they had first met...
A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, winding a slow path down her cheek to fall against his.
"When you go, it will break my heart again."
And, honestly, she wasn't sure she would recover the next time...