Melinda pulled away from him, moving across the bed to sit on the opposite edge, facing away from him. Merlin, just having his arm around her had reminded her of everything she missed about him. She couldn't remember the last time they'd had sex -- it had been before the battle, before they were married. But she was still raw, emotionally, from the fight, and reluctant to take the scarf off. He'd seen her face once or twice, but maybe he'd forgotten how bad it was. Other hings had been on their minds the first time.