"Good. That was hot," Annie told him, reaching for his hand so she could press a kiss to those sore knuckles.

Also, seriously. It had been way too long since they'd fought together like that. Like, yes, it was great how this summer had largely kept Diego out of the fray -- she was not complaining that he'd been safe and in a position to instead support her -- but like...her husband was really hot when he punched people, okay?