"Yes." Luna replied, laughing softly before kissing him again. This was fast, but hell this time last year she wasn't even sure she'd live long enough to see spring again. She had lived out a year's of near-misses, and cautious optimism, a lifetime spent in just a year. She was ready to live, and with a man she was fairly certain she loved.
She repeated herself, softer this time, "Yes..." as her hand moved to his waistband. If she was honest, Luna still wasn't certain they would live until spring. But this time, she wasn't going to risk playing it safe. "Yes?"