Jack went into her arms willingly, even let his fall around her waist and drew her close. He didn't tell anyone where he'd gone, or what he was up too, it simply didn't occur to him that any of them would care anymore. "You're all I think about.." His eyes narrowed something dark.
"What did you do to me?" more teasing than actually accusation. The pad of his finger brushed against the bruise. "It looks better." He lied, it still looked painful. His anger at Faith hadn't faded unlike some of the dark coloring. He traced a finger down her jawline, being careful of the wound and smirked. Jack backed her against the wall closest to the door and kissed her as though it wasn't just the darkness, but it was her he was addicted to. His fingertips laced with hers. "People keep showing at my door and threatening me. None of them will ever understand."