Kai thought she was being cruel, but who was he to judge? He displayed his fair share of selfish and reckless behavior in the past.

Hilary tore at his shirt, untucking it as she raged against his lips. She urged him deeper into the hall, pushing him against the wall as she went. He knew he could easily reverse the situation but he was enjoying giving her control for once.

Oh, how he missed her.

He missed the little mewls she made when he held her head at just the right angle. He missed the way her small hands burned his skin. He never forgot that first time when she all she'd done was touch his arm. They were so innocent back then.

If only his younger self could see them now. It'd save him the stress of thinking he'd lost her.

But that wasn't true, was it. Even now, she refused to commit herself to him, after all his effort. Didn't he still have that sinking feeling in his stomach - the one that told him she was just out of his grasp?

Kai felt the frustration bubble up and come out as he returned Hilary's onslaught. She clawed down his back, under his shirt. He turned her head to his advantage.

"We're going to get caught if you don't shut up," he hissed to her in response to her gasp.

Hilary stopped her advancement, looking down the hall for anyone who might have noticed their absence. Kai focused on her open neck. He felt like he'd been in a drought and had found a waterfall. When she walked through into the room, immediately surrounded by their old friends visiting for the reunion, he thought he'd never seen her look so bright. When their eyes met across the room, her smile turned into a grin but her eyes darkened, hiding private intentions that only he recognized.

"Come on," Hilary said, dragging him even deeper into the shadows. She turned and pushed him into a room – a bathroom? He only had a moment to take in his surroundings before Hilary was pushing him against the counter.

"Do you want this?" she whispered. The words had barely left her mouth before he surged forward again.

He dipped to press his lips to her heated skin. His impatient fingers wound through her hair. Already so worked up, Kai had nothing to lose. He could see the confusion along with the desperation in her eyes. The time apart hadn't been easy on him, either. The nights he spent awake, remembering what it felt like to have her breathing in the space next to him, were always the longest. He lost count of the nights he had to keep himself from breaking and going straight to her.

Hilary was being selfish, ignoring his words in her pursuit to fulfill her desires. He loved her - honestly and truly, from his heart. He had since they were teenagers, even if he hadn't seen it.

"I shouldn't," he replied in a break. A hard breath left them as they crashed into each other again.

Hilary was selfish and cruel.

But then again, so was he.

Short again. Sorry about that. But we're getting somewhere, I promise. Thanks to all of you readers. It always impresses me how many of you stick around. Have a great day!

Take care, Konix