It was how John knew it was more than a crush. That just seeing Six, much less holding her in his arms, could make his problems melt away as if they had never existed at all. "Hey," he said back, lips parted into a grin. Just a simple word...a greeting, and it conveyed so much. Reluctantly his arms fell back down to his sides. "I like the hair."
The reality of everything hadn't set back in yet. His heart was still beating so hard John was afraid she'd be able to hear it. Breathing in deeply, her familiar scent flooded his head, leaving him feeling blissfully light headed. He knew the questions were going to come, it was better for him to ask first. "What happened in Spain?"