(Sloane)
We got home just after four.
The house was quiet when we walked in. Maria had left something covered on the stove the way she always did but neither of us was hungry. Lunch had been generous and the walk had been long and good and I did not need anything else.
I set my bag down in the hallway and turned around.
Kieran was already there. Close. Looking at me the way he sometimes did when he had been thinking about something for a while and had decided to stop waiting.
"Hi," I said.
"Hi," he said back.
I laughed a little. He did not. He just looked at me and then he reached out and pulled me in by the front of my jacket and kissed me.
Not a quick kiss. A real one. The kind that made it very clear where this was going.
When he pulled back I was already reaching for his jacke
