"No idea."  She had hoped that he'd done it, but apparently not.  She would have been really surprised that he had though... there wasn't enough in the bank for this place.  But she dind't care; she was here with him, they were talking... and more than talking, that's for sure... and she felt wonderful... and hungry for him again.  God... she was never this rabid for sex... making love...<br/><br/>"But we're here together.  That makes it precious, no matter what.  As long as it doesn't get ruined."  Now why did she go and say that?  Was she actually looking for a fight?  Makeup sex was good, yeah.  Great, even.  But nothing was ever better than actual lovemaking; with him it was perfect.