Georgie laughed as Charlie carried her in to the bedroom and lay her down on the bed gently. 'It's like our wedding night all over again.' She said. 'Except you weren't quite as gentle then.'
'Something like that.' He grinned, leaning down and kissing her so gently, it felt as though he thought she might break.
'I won't break you know.' Georgie whispered as he lay close to her, his face inches from hers, their eyes locked together as if they were stuck there.
Charlie stared in to her eyes for a few seconds before kissing her more deeply. It felt like ages since they had been together like this and he couldn't get enough of her. He had to stop himself abruptly before he went too far and couldn't control himself.
When he stopped kissing her Georgie reached up and ran her hands through his messy curls. He had let his hair grow longer in the past few weeks and he hadn't shaved as much as he usually did, and he looked a bit more rugged. She could still see her Charlie though, the softness and love in his eyes and the strong muscles under his shirt. In fact she quite liked the rugged look.
'I really thought I'd lost you, you know.' Charlie admitted, lying on his side next to her and propping his head up on one elbow. He ran his free hand gently up her body and tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear, being careful to avoid the burns which were still tender on the side of her face. 'I don't know what I'd do without you, Georgie.'
'You can never lose me.' Georgie said after a few seconds of silence. 'I'll always be there, a pain in your arse.'
'I'm being serious.' He said, his heart thumping in his chest as he felt emotional again. Him being emotional wasn't what Georgie needed right now, he knew that. He knew she was battling her own terrors right now. He needed to be the constant for her, her sense of safety. But the thought of how close he had come to losing her - again - made him feel sick to his stomach.
'I know.' She whispered, she could feel his heart thumping against hers. She lifted her lips to his and kissed him, softly at first but as he wrapped his arms around her waist and then cupped her head in his hands, pulling her in to him he felt a fire burning in his belly as her kisses became more intense. He pulled away again. 'You need to rest.' He said.
'I need to feel you close to me.' She said, and kissed him again.
Charlie let out a moan as he forced himself to pull away again.
'I don't think you're ready yet.' He said, genuinely concerned. 'I don't want to hurt you.' His eyes fell on the dressings which still covered the burns on her arms.
'Let me be the judge of that.' Georgie replied. 'I just want you to love me.'
'I do love you.' Charlie said entwining his fingers with hers. 'More than anything.'
'Then trust me.' She said. 'And show me.'
She kissed him again, wrapping her arms around his neck and he relaxed in her hold. He sat up as she wriggled his T-shirt off over his head and then lifted her arms so he could remove hers very gently. His skin was warm against hers and she traced her finger tips over his chest and stomach, faltering as her touch ran over his gun shot scar. She felt as though she was discovering him again for the first time.
Charlie unzipped his jeans and wriggled them off, before easing Georgie's joggers off too. They lay entwined on the bed for a few minutes, kissing and touching every inch of each other.
'You drive me mad.' He whispered, his lips grazing her neck. 'I missed you.'
'I missed you too.' She replied, as their bodies reunited.