Although she tried not to let it show too much, Mary's expression was one of vast relief. She could handle him wanting to wait - she couldn't handle the idea that he no longer wanted her sexually.

"I accept this," Mary said. "We'll move at your speed." She leaned forward the kiss him softly, remembering now that she'd coaxed and tricked him into having sex with her in the first place. Perhaps it was better this time that he got to make the moves then. Mary tried not to think about how much she was going to want him until then.