"It's a week to the day this started, isn't it?" he realized, and then suddenly he didn't much care about the details as she eased closer to him. She did tend to have that sort of effect on him.

And even in this, he had been holding himself back. Passion was as much an emotion as anything else. As much as he had tried, that need for restraint never really left him. The magic had felt as though it was a shackle around him, and it was gone now.

So he smiled against her mouth, wide and relieved, as his hand came up to curl around her neck to gently pull her closer.