This is what it was like, wasn't it? Being kissed by someone actually in love with you. Good and properly in love with you, evil aside. Not some shallow bimbo vampire who would give anyone who complimented her skirt a quick snog. And certainly not a broken Slayer just wanting to feel.

Strange how he'd gotten used to less. He returned the kiss in turn. He absorbed the moment, relishing in both the newness and nostalgia of the kiss.

"You can see it in mine. Can't you, Dru? Do you like what you see?"