She shouldn't love him, but she did. There was so much she wanted to say, so much she couldn't. Around him everything was like opposite day. She couldn't help it. She'd tried her best to let go of him over the years, she couldn't. She didn't want to, ever. He was proving to her that she had a reason to hold onto her emotions, that her feeling for him wasn't completely lost on him. It was proof, to her, that despite everything? A part, as small and minuscule as it was, felt for her. He couldn't deny that, not after tonight.
They'd kissed earlier during sex but this was different. This wasn't fueled with lust nor was it rough or sloppy. This was sweet and gentle. Curious in a sense. As though they were teenagers exchanging their first kiss with one another. It wasn't something she ever expected from him. Slowly, after a moments hesitation, Katherine kissed him back. A hand fell to his chest softly as her fingers spread out against his bare skin, cool skin meeting equal temperature.