Oh, yes, she thinks, this. This exactly. Her careful exhale against his lips as the distance is closed, her eyes closing as well, the noise finally settling to a dull thing. Yes, this is good.

She takes a microstep closer to him, curling one hand over the back of his neck and pushing herself to her toes to kiss him again, more firm. More bold, too, kissing his bottom lip and the bow of his upper lip and smiling against his mouth ever so slightly.

She's warm enough for both of them already.