She still can't remember that night. She still can't remember kissing Paige and on some days it just doesn't leave her mind. Today is one of those days.
They're watching... something. Some show about cops or firefighters or something else that Emily hasn't been paying attention to, because all she can think about is the kiss from that night. She looks over at Paige, who seems to be totally engrossed with this show. She's asked her before, about that night and about that kiss but the only answer Paige gave her was that she had shown up, kissed her and then left.
She still doesn't know more about the kiss.
"Em, you're staring. What is it?" Paige asks without looking at her, the hand resting in Emily's lap squeezing her knee.
"I'm just- thinking about that night again." Muting the TV, Paige turns towards her. "Why?" She takes Paige's hand and takes a deep breath. "I can't remember the kiss. I can't." Her eyes burn and her throat feels dry, her brain empty and she hates herself for it. "Hey, Em, look at me," Paige whispers, holding Emily's hand between her own. She does and Paige gives her a small smile.
"It's just a kiss."
Her heart clenches, tight and painful and she can't breathe. "It's not. It's not just a kiss. I kissed you. It was a kiss with you and I want to remember every single one." She can feel hot tears running down her cheeks and Paige looking at her, but she can't stop. "I want to know what it felt like. I want to know what you felt. How the kiss felt and what the kiss was. I want to remember because it isn't just a kiss. For me it isn't. It never-"
Paige pulls her into her lap and kisses her, warm, soft and slow, her lips lingering, her hands resting on Emily's waist. The kiss leaves her breathless but needing more, needing Paige closer.
"That's how it felt for me," Paige whispers when she pulls away, their foreheads resting against each other. "I don't know how it felt or what it was for you. For me it was unbelievable and everything I wanted. The kiss itself. After you stopped kissing me, I felt bad because I knew it was wrong. I know it was. But just the kiss... The kiss felt like that."
Emily smiles and exhales, wiping a tear away. She puts her face into the crook of Paige's neck, her arms pulling Paige closer. "Actually, that's what every kiss with you feels like," she hears Paige say and her heart jumps, her stomach flutters and she smiles a bit more.
"Like home?"
"Yeah, like home."