"Why are you blushing?" Alex pulled her closer, his hand sliding around the back of her neck, the warmth of his palm making her pulse quicken.

He couldn't get enough of her. Not now, not ever. She seemed so different today-composed, almost normal. He didn't miss her silly quirks entirely, but this side of her was something he didn't mind either.

The fingers of his free hand wove through her soft, crimson hair, the strands slipping like silk between his fingertips.

"What do you mean?" ...