[ Buffy gave him room to tuck away his shirt, and then her fingers were running lightly over the newly exposed skin. Over his scars which told stories she didn’t even know yet. They added to his mystery and his allure. There really was not a damn thing wrong with his chest.

She gave him a smile as she slipped an arm around him, her free hand moving up to comb through his hair briefly. She rose up on her tip-toes to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]

Well, let me show you my appreciation. Because seriously? I am feeling very thankful right now. And my thoughts did not do you justice.