the slim muscles in her arms bunched and relaxed as she lifted the saddles . he needed them like i needed his touch . then , the next thing i knew , the hole was being filled with dirt . it was someone in this room . we now need permission to leave . they walked together to the door . `` yes , '' i whimper , and lean my forehead down to rest on his . i love him too much already that the thought of leaving him breaks me apart . `` old bounty hunter habits die hard ? '' 