The kiss…..that…kiss…I dreamily thought about the moment that our lips connected the night before. It was a shocker that I would, no time soon, get over. Roman’s sudden gesture was taking precedence in my mind and I could not prevent it. I hated myself for it-for thinking about something so…superficial as a kiss at a time like this!
My brother was missing-gone from me! And I had not the first clue as to whether he was truly alright or not, Surely, he was still a top priority to me-that hadn’t changed at all. Still…that kiss was nearer to the top of that list than I had ever thought it could be.
I’d even found myself wasting meaningful time thinking about it as I lay there in bed, my hands draped over my head, staring dreamily into the ceiling as I vividly recalled Roman’s lips.
“No!” I
