He could only groan to echo the perfection of their words. There were fleeting moments, with everyone, where things were ideal. Where everything clicked in a way that made his heart soar like he was in love for the first time all over again. Airy gave him many of those moments, but he knew he always had to give her back, give her away to Cassidy's arms and it was tempered into their lovemaking.

He still hadn't pulled out and now that they were on the bed, he could move her up and pull away to sit up on his knees, hands spreading her legs wide as he starts to slowly thrust, dark eyes dancing between Airy's face and the beauty of her taking him in.

"Then have me," he growled, hips slapping against hers.