//Oh, yes...// Long press back into the heat of that solid, strong body, feel so much as he remembered it, tip his head down and to the side, baring his throat to that callused, strong touch at the line of his throat, old longing boiling in the wake of Addie's hand there as well...

Addie's face all pleasure and hunger and her smile, brilliant and fierce and in love with him again. That look--his hand slid behind her shoulder, tugging, lightly, trying to bring her closer--needing the feel of her mouth against his badly, the sound of her heart rushing, taste of her breath...