The kiss deepened as if no time had passed—only the ache of days spent apart weighing heavy on their hearts. Ronnie's hands slid into Mark’s hair, fingers curling gently at the nape of his neck. His breath hitched as he leaned into her, his hands finding her waist with a need that wasn’t rushed, but reverent—like he was touching something precious, something he never thought he’d hold again.
She gasped softly into his mouth, the sound pulling a low growl from his chest. His arms wrapped around her fully now, pressing her against him, their bodies aligning like they were made to fit. Her heart pounded wildly against his, and for the first time in days, Mark felt alive again. The hollow ache that had gnawed at him every night without her began to dissolve under her touch.
He pulled back ju
