"Love you," Eddie breathes, caught up in the way she moves, the way every part of her seems to tense and tremble. "Love you so much." He doesn't even care anymore. They're doing this, they're caught up in it. It's not some great secret anymore. He loves her, and that's just that.

His thumb rubs over her wrist, fingers curling tight around it as his rhythm begins to turn a little erratic. "Come for me, Susan, I wanna—wanna feel you."