Her arms closed around him and she pressed close, finally able to let go and rely on him to help keep her up. The kiss on her cheek was sweet, the one on her mouth was as well, and before changing it to something deeper, she murmured softly against his lips, “If you couldn’t, I’d be in trouble.” He still wanted her….and she still wanted him.
That, at least, hadn’t changed. She remembered what this was like, she had longed for it. Iris didn’t know what they’d do after this, in truth, she wasn’t even thinking of it. For the moment, she was completely taken up in him.