Lily laughed softly, then stretched under the blanket, toes pointed until she could feel the pull in her calves before she relaxed again into the warmth of Sawyer's body. "Don't worry, I'll keep my ego in check," she promised, but she couldn't say that she was sad about his assessment. There was a variety of reasons for it, not the least of which being that she'd wanted to cheer him up. It was far from the only reason, though, even if she didn't -- or wouldn't -- say it.

"You don't have to wait until the island pulls something," she murmured, reaching up to sweep her hair off her face, letting it fan out around her. In reality, she hadn't had to wait for it either, but something had always stopped her until this morning, even if she didn't know exactly what it was, couldn't put a name on it. Whatever it was, it didn't matter. Neither of them had stopped themselves this time and she was glad for it.