It had been a long, long while since Hannah had been kissed, and she hadn't dated anyone after the divorce. She had just been too busy, being a mum and taking care of the Leaky.
Nevermind that if Augusta had still been alive, she would have said something to the effect that Hannah was still in love with her grandson, and that was why she had not yet moved on.
Pressing her forehead back against Neville's, Hannah sighed - her hands reaching up to cover his on her face and she leaned in. Her mouth moved over his brow and down his cheek in a manner of complete surrender.
"Oh bloody hell, Nev - I've missed you too," she breathed, being totally honest. "I-"
A creaking behind her got Hannah's attention and she turned her head - to look into Frankie's eyes as he stood in the doorway.