Her breath was starting to pick up and she didn't like it. "No," she breathed, "but this doesn't make sense." Carolyn wrapped fingers around his thick wrist, pressing over the ridges of bone, but she wasn't pulling his hand away. If anything, she was on the verge of tugging him closer. "You're telling me we have...all these, these memories that we both forgot?" And how could she forget? The more that came back to her, the more she missed them. Holding him in her arms as he shook with some emotion she'd never seen in him before. Her name on his lips.