"I had to teach French. In a high school. It's been months, and you weren't here," the words rushed out as he kept kissing whatever he could reach; the lips, part of the chin, tip of the nose, dangerously close to an eyelash...
"Pepper, I don't know how it happened, I don't know what any of it is, but you have to trust me, okay?" He would calm down in a second, but right now the important thing was she was here.