His face softened and his lips tipped up. Without any other word, he leaned in and took her in a kiss, his mouth hot and desperate, seeking.
And as he pushed her back, down onto the bed, and crawled over her, Diane almost laughed with the joy of knowing how an awful lot she cherished him, and how tons he cherished her back.
~ Tryson ~
It was torture, springing up from the bed when one of the sausages popped in the pan and turning his attention returned to the food, and the dressing for his back. He forced himself to it, due to the fact his side used to be aching greater than it ought to due to the fact he'd reopened the wound and he did not prefer anything to smash the relaxation of the time they had.
So as they each forced themselves to get lower back up, it was with glazed eyes and
