I lean my head up, chasing after the warmth that Allison exudes from beyond her skin. Somewhere, deep in her heart and soul, that warmth is born. She's good all the way through, kind and warm and steeped in hope.

And she is very, very good at kissing. There's so much comfort in the simple press of lips and the slide of my hands up her back My heart is speeding up, somewhere between fear and excitement.

"Why did you do that?" I'm not angry or surprised but I never thought Allison would be the one to kiss me, not when she'd sworn forever that she loved Scott.