"Considering you might have kept going until you cut your fingers off, I should just tie you to the bed as a punishment." He slid in next to her, all naked and warm and still a bit damp, and she reached for him almost automatically.

It wasn't as if she hadn't seen him every day, but not touching him had been a trial. She wasn't ready for that yet. Hadn't rubbed all the shiny off this new relationship. Her knee went over his leg, her hand up on his cheek as she tipped his face her way to let her kiss him. That was the part that felt most like coming home. Like everything was okay.