I pull him towards me, brushing my lips softly against his. I feel a warmth surge in my chest, more than just desire and lust. I've been denying it for a while, I'm not sure if it's the pull of our bond, but my love for him is strong, stronger than I thought it ever could have been.
I kiss him again before he pulls away. His eyes glaze over and his body goes stiff. My fingers trace the bones in his face from his brow to his chin, memorizing it all.
His hand comes up to hold mine and I look into his grey eyes. "Roman needs us," he says.
"Roman is always ruining the moment."
Danyal kisses my lips one last time as he sits up. "Little brothers, what can you do."
I smile at his joke, pulling him back to me. "Ignore them."
"Ooh." Danyal smirks. "I like your thinking."
His lips descending
