"Yeah." He sighs and takes a second longer to try to commit the moment to memory. The softness of her hair, the warmth of her body, her scent... all the little details that will carry him through the coming months.

"I'll get my keys." He does just that, letting her go once again. It's only six months... hell, he's starting to get used to it. Almost.

He lets her lead the way, pausing to lock the door behind them.