Saffron brushed light fingers along Xander's jaw as he kissed her. She rested a hand on his leg, starting at his knee and sliding upward until she stopped close to the bend where leg met hip. As long as she stayed mostly still, her ribs were fine.

"I'm pretty sure I'm addicted to your kisses," she murmured, tracing along them with her index finger. "I just can't get enough."