June 2012: Univille, South Dakota

She hadn't felt this way in years. Decades or a century, if it came down to it. There was something about Joshua, something about the way he listened, the way he interacted with her, that awakened something in her that she thought had died even before Christina was born.

Once they got back to the B&B and up to her room, everything seemed to blur. She barely got to the bed before she was on top of him, snogging, tearing off clothes (in retrospect, she should have made sure he had other clothes first) and losing herself in feelings, in passions that she hadn't truly felt in quite a while.

After the first, there was a second, and a third, and finally, she lay back in her bed, Joshua curled up beside her and just let out a deep sigh.