Julian Ford looked down at her smiling face. It showed a hint of weariness from her travels, but was still as bright as ever. The gaze behind his glasses deepened slightly.
He raised his hand, his fingertips gently pinching her cheek in a natural, intimate gesture. He then leaned in close to her ear, his lowered voice tinged with an intimacy and danger only they could understand. "I did. Tonight… I'll let you see for yourself just how much I've missed you."
Josie Quinn's cheeks flushed red in an instant, as if stained by the evening sunset.
Flustered and annoyed, she reached out and gave his lean waist a pinch that was neither light nor heavy. She chided him in a low voice, "Professor Ford! It's broad daylight, and you're already being so improper?"
