If ever there was any doubt in his mind that this was not fate, that this was not divine, that doubt was eradicated with the kiss she so delicately placed upon his mouth. It felt like there was a hummingbird stuck under his ribs for his heart was beating that fast. Just before his eyes shut he saw a flash of colors dancing off her body, saw it pulsating off his own hands that were coming to cup her cheeks. It was a green and red interchanging faintly.
Stephen was not usually a greedy man nor was he a man who was particularly rough but when he returned the kiss there was nothing soft or gentle about it. It was needy and hungry and the taste of her lips was so familiar it was like tasting something he had before and forgotten even existed. It was heavenly, had him sighing against her mouth before he lowered his hands to her shoulders, the small of her back and then finally the curve of her behind.
He broke the kiss just long enough to bend at the knees and lift her up in his arms.
"I love you I love you I love you..." he murmured against his mouth, lips kissing at the corner of her lips.