He carefully set his glass beside hers on the sill, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "I'll take care not to do it again," he said, looking down at her. It was a strange relief to have her scent on him and not associate it with the pleasure of a good meal. It just smelled like her, sweet and comforting. "I missed you too," he said, quieter, with a soft breath of laughter. "You weren't too easy to get along with yourself, you know."
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