The Soulful Connection.

"Why?"

"Because I love you."

"...Why?"

Clea's brain quickly cooked up something to save her from the complicated question. "Because you're warm. You make me feel warm and that's very nice because the cold has really done its number on me."

Hunter wasn't moved. "I need another answer."

Clea almost huffed. "I can't think. My love for you has clouded my brain with fog."

He chuckled. "You're just saying that to get outta this."

"No," she denied. Then she laughed. "Honestly, I can't think straight when I'm with you."

"So you're not in your right senses right now?"

"No. The man I love is in my face. I feel intoxicated." As she finished speaking, she adjusted her sitting position. She sat on his lap with her legs thrown behind him, straddling him. Face to face.

He resumed the thoughtful stare. "You don't want this."

"What? This?" She took his hand and used it to trail her body from her waist up. "Yes, I do. I want it."

"You won't be disgusted with yourself at the end of it?"

Clea was taken ab