"Good," she whispered softly, running her hands through his hair, content to leave them tangled there as she kissed him, hard.
Deep and thorough certainly had it right, and his words, when they left the breath against her lips, carried far more emotional weight with them than she'd expected them to.
"I missed you, too," she whimpered, pressing her leg between his to rub absently against his groin. This make-out session had a purpose, after all, no matter how enjoyable just kissing him was-- they'd waked far long enough for this.