It wasn't like Tahiri needed the encouragement; she practically pounced on him, fingers digging into his shoulders, and it was a good thing they couldn't literally set the preserve on fire with everything radiating from their combined Force-sense. Her suit was undone almost to the waist now, and she'd never thought that something as simple as skin-to-skin contact would be that incredible.

Of course, there were other slight . . . ramifications to being a pretty strong telekinetic making out with another one, at least under heightened hormonal circumstances. It was a shame neither of them had apparently thought of that, or remembered what had happened with the pins at the bowling alley.

Or was paying any attention whatsoever to the very ominous creaking of the trees.