Try as she might, Fallon couldn't force the parallel of being pulled into Jesse's lap from her thoughts. Lachlan had snuggled her countless times in the same position in the cave, his hands a heavier weight around her than Jesse's presently. The position was still comfortable, still perfectly natural, but she couldn't relax into it like she would have liked. Fallon tangled her fingers into the hair on his lower neck and broke apart just long enough to straddle him instead. At least when she was sitting like this she couldn't compare his touch to her once lover's.

Pale blue eyes met warm brown darkened by lust, and Fallon knew herself to be a goner for the night. Distractions or not, love or lust, it all mattered naught when they were this close. She mouthed along his jaw to just below his ear and left a tiny mark to be concealed in the morning. Merlin, she was going to have to talk to Selwyn about a whole new sort of concealment charm.

"I want a better memory than the other night," she told him in a near whisper after drawing back enough for their gaze to meet once more. "One that isn't tainted by heartbreak."