Amanda's eyes grew wide at the feel of Christopher's cold lips against her's. Her mind utterly wanted to resist, but she stood there and froze, merely blinking her eyes at his closeness.
She was furious at his absence, even reaching a point that she thought she had moved on and gone back to her sad and lonely life. She concluded he meant not to return.
However, hearing that he was thinking of her, learning that he was fighting battles in his world, she instantly felt sorry for him. In fact, a big part of her wanted to help.
Christopher gave her one peck and slightly pulled back. His hands moved further at the back of her neck while his forehead rested on her own. Amanda had her hands clenched into a fist earlier. When he saw her palms opened and rested against his chest, he leaned over for another peck.
