Lying on the floor of the bathroom after, feeling any number of different kinds of tingly, Sam looked up and saw that the mirror over the sink had fogged up from the hot water. And possibly from the waves of heat roiling off of Danny's skin. It made her think of that scene from Titanic. When Kate and Leo got it on in the backseat of the car. As a kid, she hadn't really been able to put two and two together to figure out what was going on. It was a social aspect of life that alluded her.

It made her want to laugh, for some reason. But laughing meant moving. And she was far too content, tangled up with Danny on the floor.

She breathed in deep.

So. That was what it was like. When the guy didn't immediately lose interest in you.

Huh.

It took her a moment to realize that she'd said it out loud. "Huh."