She matched his sigh, tipping her face down a little to catch at his mouth in a slow, lazy kiss. “I told you,” she whispered.
“You told me what?” he murmured with a hazy bewilderment as she captured his lips in a kiss, his eyes fluttering shut as his eyelashes swept across his cheekbones.
“That you would not lose.” She smiled blissfully, shifting a little under him, and stroked her fingers through his hair. “You were so worried, but you were brilliant. Powerful.”