She grinned leaning in to kiss the side of his neck gently, trailing her lips up to kiss him again. "Much better," she said.
She leaned away for a moment to pull her own shirt over her head, letting it fall behind her somewhere. Goosebumps littered across her skin at the sudden coolness of the air over her skin. She traced the pad of her thumb across the front of his shoulder, where she could still remember pulling a bullet out of. It seemed like decades ago instead of just over a year. She leaned in and replaced her thumb with her lips.