Final Certainty
It felt like diable, a piece of his soul ripped out through her mouth, but this time, she was holding him back, clinging to him like she wanted this more than he did.
She pulled away and he had to lean agains the wall to hold himself up. Rogue's steady gaze challenged him. Was he okay with this?
He couldn't deny she had a point. Whatever they had was anything but healthy and like as not, they'd tear each other apart, but it was only too sweet to put themselves back together again.
He reached out and kissed her again.
