She wondered at this dichotomous reaction of hers that had her feeling both supremely content and oddly energized. She tilted her head back to look at Cole, then couldn't resist reaching up to trace the sharp outline of his jaw with her fingertips. "Is it always like that with us?" "Not always." There was a sexy laziness to the smile he gave her. "Sometimes it's even better." Mockingly skeptical, she retorted, "That is impossible." He caught her hand and pressed her fingers to his lips, a faintly mischievous glint in his gray eyes. "You're probably right." His response surprised a laugh from her, the admission so contrary to the typically male boast of sexual prowess that she'd expected to hear. "You amaze me." His look turned faintly serious. "Try not to forget that." There was a brief silence in which neither of them stirred, and then Cole said, "We'd better get up, Remy." She made a soft protesting sound. "Not yet. I'm too comfortable." His arm tightened slightly around her, offering a silent agreement that they would remain as they were awhile longer.
