[When she could speak again, she pushed herself back up on her elbows to watch him.]

I'm on the pill, but I have some in my bedroom.

[The pill she'd been on since that curse weekend where she'd thought she was married and she and her 'husband' had spent the weekend trying to get pregnant. That wasn't happening again. The condoms... Well, after that heated kids on the Impala... she'd gotten some just in case.

She couldn't quite resist reaching out to touch him, fascinated by his male anatomy that almost seemed to have a mind of its own.]