He knew her well, she didn't want to hear it, but he said, he kept saying it. She moved her body on top of his, knees straddling his hips. Her hand touched his face, her eyes looked into his, even if he couldn't see her, she could see him.
Malia lips pressed his, lightly, nothing sexual, just a flutter of light kisses. "I love you too" she whispered back, "I never stopped." They had their breaks, their fights, he even walked away from her, but here there were, again together.