Anck-su-namun lay in her bed next to Imhotep. She turned and rubbed his shoulder with her nose to see if he was still awake.
"Imhotep?"
"Mmm?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
Anck-su-namun put a hand on his shoulder and whispered into his ear, "Everything."
Imhotep grinned into his pillow. He was so happy. He had never made love before, but this had not been scary or anything. He loved Anck-su-namun, and she loved him. What else mattered?
He turned to face her.
"You know, if pharaoh finds out about this we're dead."
"I know." She answered, "But I don't care."
"Why don't we just stay here then? Like you said, no pharaoh, no MedJai, no laws that say I can't touch you."
He put his hand on her bare skin. She shivered.
She smiled faintly. "If I had wanted to stay here I wouldn't have moved to Egypt in the first place."
"You like Egypt a lot, don't you?"
"I like you more."
"So you'll stay?"
"If you want me to." Her face looked pained. He hated to see her look like that.
Imhotep kissed her forehead. "No. Let's go back to Egypt." Her expression automatically brightened and she kissed him hard on the mouth. "Thank you." She breathed.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Anck-su-namun snuggled closer to his warm body and he cradled her, kissing her until she fell asleep.