It was nice. He didn't pull away from her. She could taste his emotion, his feeling, as strong as her own in the kiss. How could she ever think for a second that this could be wrong? That this feeling, this love, could be wrong? No, it was impossible. Could her father have been wrong? No one trusted him like she did, but Jake's illness seemed so real...
Adam deepened the kiss and she lost herself in the sensation. Her hands cupped his face, keeping him close until breathing became something that was needed. Her lungs burned in need of oxygen, but Cassie would have easily dealt with the pain to be near Adam, to keep kissing him because when she kissed him, everything felt alright again. Instead, she pulled back and satisfied herself with looking into his eyes and keeping physical contact.
"I know. It's just Jake was sick. He was dying and my father said it was because of us, but you're right. How can it be a curse? It can't. Our fate is our own. It always has been", she replied firmly. Blue eyes burned with determination and when he leaned in for another kiss, she eagerly gave into the temptation. After all, they were together here and Jake was fine. The circle seemed fine-except for Diana, but could it have been them...