Chapter 49

Softly he adds, “I remember thinking we’re going to die and at least I have you with me. I mean, if you have to go, you might as well take someone else along, right?”

I laugh at that. His logic never ceases to amuse me. “I guess so. Bad as it sounds? I’m glad it was me.”

“I’m glad it was you, too.” Between us he’s getting hard again and I’m thinking this whole being dead thing gets a bad rap because all we’re doing is having sex and that’s quite fine by me.

“This must be heaven,” he decides. His finger trails along my cheek and then over my lips. I open my mouth and nip at his fingertip playfully. He sticks the finger into my mouth and laughs when I curl my tongue around it. “Because I’m with you.”

He eases his finger from between my lips and his mouth closes over mine. “You want to know the last thing I remember before we died?” I whisper into him.

He nods against me and I tell him, “You. You were the last thing on my mind.”