I'm Not Going Anywhere

The kiss was slow, and impactful, Thane's fingers gently massaged the back of her neck, spreading his heat throughout her body.

Brooke parted her lips, allowing Thane slide his tongue into her mouth, sending shivers up her spine. She moaned, when his hot, wet tongue explored the cave of her mouth.

Brooke reached for Thane's hair but pulled away, however Thane's other hand guided hers to his hair again, letting her know it was okay.

The sound of their lips locking bounced off the hospital walls.

"Haa." Brooke pulled away for breath, her teary gaze locked on the intense look in Thane's eyes.

Thane rested his forehead against hers, their noses touching. He reached for the side of her cheek and cupped it, giving it gentle strokes.

"Brooke." He called out.

"Yes?"

"I lo-"

The door busted open, and in came Rosalind, followed strictly by Malcom, walking in on the two.