He doesn't have anything else to say that would be any better than finally closing the space between them. His lips brush lightly over hers, almost like a final test, a last change for her to change her mind, make him stop, before there is no going back.

But she doesn't stop him. Doesn't shove him away. And so he tilts her chin up, and pours more of himself into the kiss this time. It's soft, simple, and yet still completely earth-shifting, life-changing, because it's her, like it's always supposed to have been.