Before he could say anything else Liv was pressing herself against him. He could feel the pressure of her body against his and the way her arms wrapped around him. Instinctively his own arms lifted and curled around her frame, holding her just as tightly as she was holding him. She smelled good, normal, and he let her cling to him for as long as she wanted to. He figured she hadn't done that to anyone in a very good while. Just like him.
He chalked it up to excitement, of course. Why wouldn't she be excited? He couldn't blame her one bit.
Nodding, Bruce smiled, rubbing her back in gentle, absent shapes, "Anything you want."