After she spoke the words, Myka waited patiently for a response from Helena. Her wait was short lived as Helena's response was immediate. First shock and then a look of happiness spread across the Victorian woman's face. Her heart filled with joy that she could bring that happiness to Helena. It was clear that Helena had something to say but was unsure of how to voice it. The two were so alike that it was uncanny at times. And then other times a complete relief as they both understood one another so well.
When Helena leaned close and pulled her into a passionate kiss, Myka instantly returned it. This is what she had been waiting months to experience. While she hadn't truly voiced it in her mind yet the want had still been there. As Helena tangled her into her hair to pull her closer, Myka reached out with her free hand and braced herself by placing it on Helena's thigh. When the kiss was broken, Myka whined at the loss of contact. All traces of protest gone when she heard Helena's response. As if the kiss hadn't been proof enough that her feelings were returned. Hearing those three words in addition to her name brought another smile to her face. "You better." Myka teased never breaking eye contact.