If she had had doubts any longer about her decision, his words then would have absolved them completely. They left her with a ball of warmth in the center of her chest and a fond smile on her face as she looked at him, reaching over to stroke her fingers over his cheek.
They still had half a meal left in front of them and she really did want to try that cake and ice cream deliciousness that was tucked away in his freezer for them later, but Keyuri wanted to pay him back in kind for what he clearly meant as truth. She leant onto one hip and shifted her wait to kneel half-coiled beside him, smiling at him again as she slid her fingers down from his cheek to cup his jaw and edge the tips of her fingers into his hair.
There was not an ounce of rush to the way she dipped her head and pressed her mouth against his for a kiss, but with the warmth of his lips and the heat of his skin, she only felt the urge to indulge in him nice and slow. At least at first.