Just Because

I Need to Be in Love

"Don't look at me like that, Benjamin Warren," she said softly. He grinned, rubbing her cheek. "This is how I always look at you, Miranda Bailey. You're absolutely beautiful." She licked her lips, a signal that told him to kiss her. "Thank you, my love." He leaned in a little, moving so slowly Miranda wanted to strangle him. But she waited. Their lips connected easily, like a jigsaw puzzle. And he tasted so good. She could spend all day doing this. Even in a scrub room. All day touching him. Even with people buzzing outside of the door. All day.