"That too," Duncan said, somewhere between kisses. Those were definitely going to his head. Er, so to speak. "But mostly you."
Her arms were around his neck, her mouth warm and soft and just as enthusiastic as he'd thought it would be, all those times he'd tried not to think about what kissing her would be like. He'd definitely underestimated the wings though, and he had to stop again to laugh. "And you wondered why I thought your room would be covered in blue glitter?"