Kahlan rested her weight on her hands, keeping her body raised just enough to gaze over the bronze body beneath her. She was entranced by the goose bumps and the fine, blonde hairs that began to stand on end, following the path of her eyes. When her gaze finally reached Cara's face, the Mord-Sith was looking at her in awe. It made her shiver.

"What?" she whispered.

Cara swallowed audibly. "You."

Kahlan frowned in question.

"No matter how many times we do this," Cara explained, "you always look at me as though you can't believe it's real, can't believe it's happening. You look at me like it's the first time all over again."

Kahlan couldn't stop the grin that crept across her face as she closed her eyes and rested her forehead against Cara's, noses and lips brushing.

Cara swallowed again, her next words barely audible. "Or maybe that's just how I feel."

Kahlan finally lowered her body onto Cara's while meeting the blonde's lips in a desperate kiss. A deceptively feminine moan escaped the Mord-Sith as she wrapped her legs around Kahlan and flipped their bodies over to reverse their positions.