Page 103 of Diagnosis Attraction
“You know I do.”
She turned him loose, and they kissed as they washed off the soap.
When she reached for the shampoo and began to lather his hair, he groaned at the delay. But he saw a smile in her mind.
Foreplay.
Are you trying to drive me crazy?
I’m enjoying the freedom I never thought we’d have.
Oh yeah.
He returned the favor, washing her hair. They’d barely rinsed off when he scooped her up in his arms, cradling her against himself as he fitted her body to his. Leaning back against the wall, he let her do most of the work, and they climaxed together in a burst of sensation. As he eased her down, she melted against him, and they stood under the rushing water, spent but happy.
When the shower began to cool, he turned off the water. Both were almost too limp to move, but they managed to dry off and hold each other up as they staggered to the bedroom.
Under the covers, they clung together. Two people who had always been alone. But no longer.
The day's events had taken their toll, and they were both quickly asleep.
Sometime later, Elizabeth woke and marveled at the way she felt. Safe and relaxed and free.
For the first time since she’d crashed into that light pole no one was trying to kill her.
I’m still overwhelmed that we found each other.
Yes. And it’s not just the two of us. Some people understand us.
And will go to bat for us.She snuggled against Matt, taking in his thoughts, catching the edge of his sudden tension. Even though she knew what he was thinking, she also knew he would say it aloud.
He pushed himself up in the bed, and she did the same, pulling the covers up.
He cleared his throat and looked at her. “Will you marry me?”
“You know I will.”
Reaching for her, he folded her into his arms, and they clung together.
“Being with you is a dream come true,” she murmured.
“But it’s real. And it’s the beginning of our lives together.”
She sensed another thought in his mind. “Getting married is a good idea before we have kids.”
“You want them?” he asked.
“Yes, even though it makes me a little nervous. Will we pass on our powers to them—and what will they be?”
“I guess we’ll find out,” he said.
“They won’t be alone the way we were. They’ll have us.”
“Yes. And we have to ensure they have a safe place to grow up.”
“Like here,” she breathed.
“You want to stay here?”
“I think so. I feel so blessed that Rachel and the others found us.” She squeezed his hand. “We should get dressed and go over to dinner—before they wonder where we are.”
He laughed. “They know. But they’re giving us privacy. They know how much we love each other. And they know we’ll want a lot of time alone.”
He grinned at her, and she followed his thoughts.
“Not just for sex.”
“Of course not.”
They climbed out of bed and began to dress, both loving the freedom to joke around and the freedom to plan the rest of their lives together.
