**Naomi's point of view**
After having dinner with Peter, he drove me home. I felt awful and hopeless. The whole drive home, Peter assured me several times, that we'd find her. But even though I knew he was certain, I wasn't. I had a terrible feeling in my gut, and a horrible image of Adrena tied to a chair, with tape around her mouth.
''Get some sleep, Naomi. I'll go home and investigate further, and then I'll call you tomorrow.'' Peter said, as he parked outside my apartment.
I nodded, and opened the car door, ready to step out. As I got up, he gently placed a hand on one side of my head, and turned it towards his. Without hesitation, he leaned in, and kissed me.
My eyes were wide open the first couple of seconds. His sudden approach shocked me.
But his lips. They were soft, warm and intense. So I gave in, closed my eyes and kissed back.
