"I know," she murmured softly. "But my mother insists that since we've chosen to express our love physically then birth control has to be a consideration."

"We used condoms," Max reminds her as he guides her to a vacant park bench and away from the populace where they take a seat facing each other.

"They can break," Liz counters bringing their joined hands to her lips, lightly brushing her lips to his knuckles.

The couple sits in silence for long moments, each remembering the day they consummated their love fusing their souls forever.

It isn't easy to ignore the heat that races up her arm and her feeling become evident with the light golden glow emulating from her fingertips.

"Max," his name breathlessly escapes her lips as she nods towards their hands to alert him that they can't continue these musings, at least in a public park.

He takes a deep breath and suggests that they finish this conversation somewhere more private and they scroll back to the jeep hand in hand minus the glow.