Kaine cradled her face in his hands as he returned her kiss, pulling her closer, his arms wrapping around her. She was half crying as she kissed him, tracing her fingers along his face and under the curve of his jaw, trying to memorise every detail: his pulse under her fingertips, his lips pressed against hers. The taste of him. Her eyes fluttered shut, trying to savour it all. This one moment. She could have this. She’d earned it.
