“A salve, but it’ll help,” Draco clarified. “My own mix. Alyssa wouldn’t sit still for anything I could purchase.” It both smelled better than most stock salves, as well as being good enough for a delicate skin.
One eyebrow went up, smile quirking one side of his mouth as he opened his arms for her, pulling her in. “It’s a gift, Mandy; there’s nothing to repay.” And in some way, he wanted her there. His lips pressed against her cheek, gentle and warm. “We’ll be happy to have you here, for as long as you need to stay.”