Both hands roam along thighs and up over the curve of the others hips, up his back and Holland pulls him close.

The kiss was returned and there is a shuddering breath before he leans up to deepen the kiss. He needed it like air. He needed it in order to be able to go home and be away from Kell.

The same magic he’d used on Kell, he’d used on himself for this same reason—and he murmured a release before he tipped his head back to look up into those mismatched eyes.

“I need you.”