Padma turned her hand so that she could squeeze his, then reached down to tug off first his shirt, then her pyjama top. She gently ran her palms down his bare arms, pulling him close to feel his skin against hers.
Capturing his mouth with hers again, Padma kissed him thoroughly, trying to convey her passion and heartache and affection, as though the kiss could replace all the words they couldn't seem to say.