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Spoilers through 1x18.

Momentary Lapse of Judgment

© KES

Call it a momentary lapse of judgment.

Call it anything other than what it was.

But then, what was it?

I never had a knight in shining armor before. Even Duncan, though he tried on occasion, was no good at rescuing.

I never thought I'd have a real knight in shining armor.

And even when I allowed myself to fantasize that maybe Leo (yeah, right) or Troy (what was I thinking?) could rescue me from whatever peril I might've been in, they always fell short.

I was never very good at being romantic.

But when Logan showed up and punched Ben in the face—the idiot deserved it too, like I really needed all that drama—then refused to leave me alone with him, I got a little sappy.

I mean, I must've, right?

Because it's not like there would be any other reason I would ever kiss Logan Echolls.

Right?

Even if it was the best kiss of my life.

(When it gets to the point that you want to tell your inner monologue to shut up, you realize you have some unresolved issues to deal with.)

I don't even have to ignore that Logan and I no longer hated each other. We could be the best of friends and that still wouldn't explain why I was kissing him on the balcony of the Camelot.

Or why I wanted to kiss him at all.

Or anything I was feeling.

Call it a momentary lapse of judgment.

Call it anything other than what it was.

But then, what was it?