“Turn around,” she said, and Mariel did, her movements a little slow. Clem lifted Mariel’s chin and kissed her lightly, and Mariel just closed her eyes, not a flicker of petulance on her face. There was a loud, single knock on the door. They didn’t even have half a breath to react before it was shoved—no, kicked—open. Josey was standing on the other side of it looking like she was having the best morning of her life. “Morning, Captain,” she said, not bothering to hide her smirk. “Healer.”
