His hands gripped Sam's shoulders and pulled him closer. There was so much unsaid between them, just little words and phrases, half-promises, like the comment earlier about the island... McCoy knew Sam meant it, but - it frightened him to think about a life away from here.

So he pushed away all those thoughts and concentrated on making showing Sam how much he wanted to be here, wanted to be with him - with his hand, with his mouth, with his body.