"Nice save," Faith giggled lightly as she got herself comfortable in his arms, her head on his shoulder. "Then I promise I'll do my best to make you the happiest man in the world for as long as you'll let me." Faith had never been one for promises of commitment, not until now. Get some, get gone hadn't that been the advice she'd once given Buffy? But now there was no way she was going with the 'get gone' part. Not when it was Sam. The man she loved. Every part of him, from the scary levels of smart to the powers, all of it.
She loved the feel of him kissing her like that as she smiled, holding her arms out, wrists together. "Well, if you wanted some handcuffs I'm sure I have some somewhere." The playful look in her eyes made it clear she was only half kidding.