They had talked long into the night and woke in tangled sheets. With firm strokes and soft moans, mingled with regret and forgiveness, they’d decided they were grateful. Kira had taught them a lot. Had pushed boundaries they hadn't known existed. But they’d pushed back and erupted like stars being born. She'd nearly destroyed Starskyandhutch, yet they’d emerged stronger. A woman would never come between them again. If need be, they'd share. With anyone else, it was only sex. The sharing of bodies for physical pleasure. What they had with each other was far more intimate. They shared souls.