They were kissing softly His hands in her hair Her arms around his waist Their legs entangled When she slips her hands underneath the hem of his shirt he pulls back "sara"
she rests her hand on his cheek and looks him in the eyes "what's wrong"
he looks down from her not being able to bare her longing gaze "we shouldn't be do this"
she tries to catch his eyes "why not"
"we just shouldn't"
she frames his face with her hands and tilts it up so she can look at him "I want this michael. I want you. So much"
she presses her lips to his in a kiss for a moment he reciprocates but then leaves the warm touch of, her lips, still swollen by his kisses "I can't do this to you"
"Do what Michael? Talk to me"
"I ruined your life"
"And you saved it"
"It wouldn't 've needed saving if it wasn't for me"
"Let's face it Michael, I needed saving long before you ever showed up in my infirmary"
"I took away everything that you cared about, I don't wanna hurt you anymore sara"
"Than why are you so intent on keeping the last thing that I want away from me"
"And what would that be"
"You. Just you. All of you. And nothing but you please michael,
make love to me"