Her lips glided effortlessly against his, like she was exploring a place she had been to, yet with the same excitement as someone who has never been there. Her hand came up to cup his cheek delicately, as his finger pushed themselves so her hair fell into a kind of weaving between the fingers.

She gave a small sigh as he released his hand from her hair and cupped her neck instead, his thumb drawing things only he could understand.

She broke the kiss slowly, like she didn't want to, and he watched her. He loved to watch her after a kiss. The time she took before opening her eyes,...