~ SASHA ~
Sasha wasn't sure if she was laughing or crying. Zev felt thinner in her arms, but just as solid, just as warm. His face when he'd seen her… shit. She could have lighted a room with that look.
I love you, she whispered in his head. I missed you so much.
You're here! He cried in hers. You're really here. I was so scared, I thought—
Unable—or unwilling—to wait, Sasha pulled back from the hug to take his face in her hands and kiss him soundly and when their lips met, he whimpered in his throat.
His hands splayed at her back, pressing her tightly to him as they kissed. Tears of joy and relief pressed out from under her lashes to trickle down her cheeks, but she didn't even care.
It didn't matter that Zev had been about to kill Nick. It didn't matter that she almost hadn't made it back. All that mattered was that she was here and in his arms again.
