Disclaimer: see first chapter.

A/N: Here's that epilogue I promised. Watch out – it's short. From Mac's POV only this time. To all you readers and reviewers – you are the best! Thank you so very very much!

Colie, hope this make ya smile!

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He's been experimenting with me. The nerve of the man is unbelievable. Toying with me, no less! He spent an entire week purposely pushing all the right buttons just to see how I reacted.

After practicing quite a bit on 'hello' standing rooted to the spot, we moved to the sofa and practiced some more. I was right too – practice does make perfect. We took it above and beyond.

Harm finally told me what brought on the week's events after I prodded and pushed some of his buttons. I went into total shock. The only reason I snapped out of it quickly enough was yet another sensational kiss and a whispered sentence that almost sent me crashing to the floor in a fit of uncontrollable giggling.

"The results were off the charts, I'm gonna have to come up with a new scale."

The thing is he knows exactly which buttons to push, in what sequence and just how long to hold each one. I'm an easy target for this man really, not that I plan on admitting that to him or anyone else in the near future. Girl's gotta have some secrets.

I am thankful, extremely glad that his experiments have brought me to this place in time, surrounded by a warmth that has nothing to do with temperature. I am lying down, encircled by a pair of strong arms, in his bed. I'm in Harm's bed. That thought alone made my cheeks hurt from smiling in the hour that has passed since I woke up. I can't count the number of times I wondered what this moment would feel like. I grossly underestimated how good this would be.

Maybe it's because I've never actually slept in somebody's arms. I've never let the men in my life that close. I always felt threatened to be held like this; caged in with nowhere to run. I'm not running anywhere now. I'm actually staying as still as I can as so to prolong this tingling feeling as much as humanly possible.

If the contraction of abdominal muscles is anything to go by, I need to find something to eat in the near future. For that to happen I need my love to wake up. I wonder how I should go about waking him up.

I tighten my hold on his waist, pressing my body against his side. His only response is to tighten his hold on me as well and grumble something unintelligible. He's still sleeping. A soft kiss to his shoulder and then three more to his collar-bone seem to have almost the exact same affect.

Hmmm, I see some potential here. Why should Harm be the only one experimenting? Practically climbing on top of him I start a trail of kisses up to the side of his mouth, while my hand holds his face gently still. He still hasn't woken, I swear he's pretending. I stay at the corner of his mouth, teasing it with small kisses and an occasional flick of the tongue.

My hypothesis is soon proven right when his lips claim mine with a demand for more and he reverses our positions so that his wonderful weight pushes me down.

"Morning, beautiful." He mumbles against me when he's done 'punishing' me for the tease.

I just hum back a somewhat noncommittal response and move my head to nibble on his jaw. I'm hungry. Harm indulges me for a few moments before, once again, cutting the supply of oxygen and blood to my head. I'm definitely beginning to see a pattern here.

I'm grinning from ear to ear and his smile follows soon.

"What're you grinning about, ninja-girl?"

"Wouldn't you like to know..." Oh, I'm going to enjoy this immensely, I can tell.

Harm moves his head to my right. I can almost feel him kiss right below my ear, as he'd done more than once already, but there's only air against my skin. Smart little squid, playing the experiment card again. Had he mastered the ability to read minds and just held out on me? His breath against my ear is all but driving me crazy; it's taking everything in me to not give in.

"Sarah..." is all he had to whisper and I'm putty in his hands. My head moves on its own to rest against his and finally his lips make contact with my skin, blindly finding their way back to mine. My eyes flutter closed and I just give in to the feeling. This wonderful feeling of desire.

I can (and will) experiment all I want on Harm's reactions, but it's only fair that he should get to complete his trials and draw his conclusions. My responses to him are, and on some level always have been, immediate and unequivocal.

As his hand trails over the back of my thigh and his tongue works some magic I bid all analytical thoughts farewell. I need to focus on responding now.

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The End.