"Yeah, Laurence likes you. I hope you knew." Ian fiddled with his fingers. He reached into his pocket to take out a cigarette and a lighter.
"I deduced. Don't smoke. It's not allowed," Katherine warned. Ian ignored her and was about to light the cigarette when they heard the shuffling of footsteps near them.
Both of them looked up. One of them gaped, the other felt tears prickle her eye.
All it took was a second for the breath-taking smile to light up her face. She sprinted to him, throwing herself into his arms. Cage held onto her, his hands wrapped around her waist.
Finally. Within a second, he had pulled away from her. She looked at him incredulously but the expression turned to delight when he pushed her towards the wall. He lowered his head so that their lips were inches apart.
With a final warning, and her name escaping his mouth, he swooped in and kissed her.
It was a sense of completeness that they only felt when they were together.
