Noël tried to smile. “I guess this is—” “Don’t say goodbye.” He looked past me, watching the waves churn. “Noël…” A thousand words log-jammed in my mind. Come with us. Come with me. We’ve got something here, don’t we? This doesn’t have to end, not like this.. Of course, I said none of that. No, what I did was far, far more revealing. I kissed him.
