"Yes," he whispers, and kisses her again. "So much. Every day," he tells her, between kisses, as he carries her toward the bedroom.

"I'd see you on that screen, and wish I could just reach through it, and--"

He keeps his arm tight around her waist for support and raises his right hand to her cheek. His fingers are trembling as he brushes them over her skin, then pushes her hair back, tucking it behind her ear. Bucky curves his hand over the nape of her neck and kisses her again.