I broke the kiss, then sighed, my eyes slowly opening. Zidane was still cupping the nape of my neck, and he gave a small smile, his fingers gently tucking my hair back.
"We could burn down a room, Leilyn."
I bit down on my lips. "You think so?"
He nodded. "You don't agree?"
I chuckled. "Maybe I do. We always end up this way even though we both know you're not in love with me."
He nodded, his lips brushing mine. "You do awaken desire in me. For now, that would be enough."
I nodded, touching his face. "I will wait. I already promised."
He nodded, then slowly leaned away. He let out a breath, then smiled. "I feel more like myself in this one moment than I have in years. Makes me glad that I chose you."
I adjusted, then brought my head to rest on his shoulder. He brought his hand to re
