They didn't know what just happened, nor did they want to.
Of course it happened. It was obvious.
Who would have ever dreamed it would occur?
Cammie's head was spinning.
Zach's breathing picked up.
Both of their hearts were racing.
"What just happened," Cammie whispered to no one in particular.
"Cam," Zach said, looking into her longing eyes. She looked at him too, taken away at how he looked just as flustered as she did.
Nothing was said. Neither of them moved. They were still close, almost touching. Zach's face was not five inches away from Cammie's as she stared off into space, dreaming about the event.
"Cammie, I—" Zach started to say before Cammie cut him off. She didn't want to interrupt him, besides, he sounded sad and confused, along with passionate and loving. It calmed her, along with making her incredibly nervous.
"I have to go," she spat at him, quickly turning away from him and feeling the immediate shot of cold air that was around them, and she suddenly missed being so close to him. She was warm then, now she was cold. Frigid actually.
Her hair blew behind her as the cold wind stung her soft face, and she kept her head down, for the sake of the cold and to try and resist looking back at the mysterious boy getting farther and farther away from her as her pace quickened. Tears formed in her eyes, but she pushed them back. She was a strong girl, a Gallagher Girl.
I guess everything is cold in Antarctica where they were on a mission. But who knew that everything included Cammie's heart?