"It's fine, Sam," she told him, laughing quietly. "It's definitely the best toast I've ever had. I was right to trust you with the job of making it."
She pushed herself up a little, letting go of his hand so that she could press her palm against the side of his face. "Come here," she murmured before kissing him. It wasn't anything forceful, but she lingered there for a few moments. After going after Dahlia and setting things straight with Alessa, she'd spent so much time sleeping and being loopy that she hadn't been able to spend much time with him. Considering what all had gone down, she wanted to be around him now more than ever.