Turning her head toward his hand, Meredith closes her eyes, startlingly content. It's not like she wishes it could always be like this — eventually even being blissfully happy in bed with him would have to get boring if it were a constant — but she still hopes things stay this way, victories registering with as much weight as losses for a change. Pressing kisses to his jaw, she runs the backs of her fingers over his cheek as she finds his mouth again, slow and soft.