Yeah, a part of her had recognized this, and him. She didn't understand why her body was reacting this way, when her mind was telling her she should stop. This was Ollie. Her brother's best friend. Part-time manwhore and alcoholic. He was supposed to be mostly off-limits...though that was dumb. Why shouldn't she take what she wanted?
When his hands touched her, something in her heart clicked, and she knew. It was him. It had always been him. He was it for her.
Faith wanted so much to just lean into the kiss, into him. And she did, for a long moment. Her hands slid up slowly andf slid around his neck, locking behind for a moment. But then she broke off the kiss reluctantly, resting her forehead against his. "Wha...what the hell?"