“Just you,” he whispered, stroking the back of his hand down Isaac’s cheek. “Just you, always you.” Gripping the werewolf’s shoulder, he tugged upward, intent on kissing him.
“You’ve always got me,” he breathed out and pushed his face into his hand, kissing at his palm as he was tugged upright, body falling against Summer’s. He eagerly sought out the other male’s lips with his own, smiling into the tender kiss.
Summer hooked his arms around Isaac’s hips, kissing his boyfriend hard, deepening the kiss quickly. “I love you,” he murmured, and dove back into the kiss.