A Competitive Kiss

As they continued their walk, Lt Daemon casually passed by them, seemingly oblivious to the tension between Ty and JJ. In a moment of impulsiveness, JJ grabbed Ty's hand, leaned in, and kissed him swiftly on the lips before he could react. The grip of her hand was firm, yet her touch was gentle, revealing a mixture of courage and vulnerability.

Ty, caught off guard but touched by her gesture, managed a smile. "T-thank you, but now you have no one to be competing with. Let's focus on what we can control, and once this is all resolved, we can maybe figure out where these emotions lead."

JJ's face turned a deep shade of red, a clear sign of her inner turmoil. "Yes, of course, I – I just, I uh, Yes, sounds good. I will keep my head buried in the book," she stammered, trying to regain her composure.

As Ty gave her a reassuring wave and walked towards Lt Daemon's car, he offered her one last smile before getting in.