"Admit it," Marcus said with a grin. "You missed me."
Willow looked up at him, still resting comfortably in his arms. Seeing the gentle expression on her face, Marcus couldn't resist pulling her a little closer. "Come on," he teased. "Give your man a kiss." Before she could answer, he leaned in and kissed her.
Willow let out a muffled sound of protest that faded almost immediately as she relaxed against him. Their lips met softly before the kiss deepened, and she soon found herself returning it without thinking. Wrapped securely in his embrace, she could feel the warmth of his body through their clothes, and the familiar scent that surrounded him somehow made her feel even more at ease.
