"Alright." Even though getting dressed was the last thing she wanted. Beth was worried that once they got out into the world, Daryl would try to forget it ever happened. Wall himself off and claim it was all a mistake. Maybe it was? She didn't care. It was the first thing that'd made her feel good in so long. She'd be damned if she was letting go that easy.

She planted a last, promising kiss on his lips, then reached over to fumble for their hastily discarded clothes. It was getting pretty cold again.