"Thank you," she whispered between kisses as Lee held her, and it wasn't a 'thanks' for what they had just done. It was for the offer. She touched him gently, feeling more like herself in a long time. Not broken. Not hurting.

Usually, they frakked to feel something or to forget. This time, Sharon had wanted to just be herself with someone. She cuddled into Lee (cuddled?) and didn't want to let go of him, didn't want to leave. So the offer was exactly what she needed.

Somehow, Lee always knew what she needed.

"I'd like to stay," she told him, huge eyes looking into his as her legs entwined with his legs, and she tried to get every part of her body closer to Lee. He had felt so good coming inside her, just a touch of pain there with the pleasure.

Her lips found his and she brushed against his mouth softly once more. "Thank you, Lee."