In his future, so bright and beautiful, he still had not met anyone quite like her. No one had ever pulled at him the way she did the moment his eyes settled upon her. Lucy was the sky and stars, she was the moon that moved his ocean.
Those hands on her face were gentle, slipping back against her jawline as she leaned in and Rohan met her for the kiss. He was just as soft, in fact it was downright shy, one thumb caressing over her cheek as they broke and returned to a more upright posture. Water glint off of his lashes as he simply resumed staring at her in awe, smiling broadly with joy.
Finally, he managed to swallow and find the will to speak. "Thank you."