Molly smiled down at him fondly. She appreciated so much about him. It wasn't even that he was sexy and he actually had an interest in her, but he was a good friend, a dear friend. If anything happened to him, she was sure that she would mourn for him almost as much as she did for her late husband.
She shook her head slightly. She didn't want to think about death right now. Leaning down she kissed the side of his cheek, lingering for a bit. "Thank you, Dox," she whispered to him.