his mouth grew urgent and he pressed her more tightly to his body , too far gone to care that he 'd gone hard against her . on the farthest horizon of sand , a gray man stooped . i could tell from the way she said it she would not change her mind , so i pushed her in and jumped in after her . rory had covered his face with his hands again . my eyes rolled , trying to see below . his cheek rides up with a lazy half-smile . and was going to be working for him . 