His lips were on hers again before she had a chance to respond, but Lucy absolutely couldn't, and that was probably evident in the way returned the kiss, easily moving closer when prompted. Just then, she wouldn't have even gone home if she was able, a thought which would have startled her had she not been in Ryan's bed and kissing him. If only for a moment, there were no lives to save, no battles to fight; it was the two of them, the warmth of his skin and the rain outside, making everything else inconsequential. "Nowhere," she assured him when they broke the kiss, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth again. "Nowhere at all."