He reached out, touching her hair and running a hand through its silky softness, watching in the dim moonlit dark for her reactions. As expected, she tilted her head toward his hand and parted her lips suggestively, her knees pressing to either side of his thighs as her body instinctively responded to him. All the things he had been watching for.

Maybe sex was an option after all.

“I like both versions of you in different ways, equally.” He sighed, trying to keep his libido ...