“I want you.” There’s a little bit of a huffy laugh herself in Alex as she kisses him in return. “I’ve always wanted you, Richard.” Which isn’t a lie in the slightest. The two of them had been dancing around this and then falling back behind their walls of Coralee and her journalist integrity and Alex has never been able to place the words to it until now.

“I want you.” The words come again as she kisses her way across the scruff on his face, down over his jaw to his neck and collarbone.

“I’ve just been waiting for you to want me too.”