When his tongue brushed the seam of her lips she opened for him, and the kiss turned fuller, wetter, with years of unspoken tension in the way their mouths met and parted and met again, a conversation without words.
Eve was shocked and happy at the same time. The reality of Octavius's mouth on hers, the solid warmth of his body pressed close, felt like something she had only ever imagined in private.
[Thank goodness...] Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and traced warm paths down her cheeks, born purely of overwhelming relief and joy.
CLICK.
The door opened without warning.
"Oh, I forgot to mentio— What?! You finally cracked that dense head open?! Sis, you're amazing!"
Janin had walked back into the unlocked room and frozen at the sight of the two of them locked in a deep kiss.
Eve tore her mouth away just long enough to snarl, "Get out, useless fool!" and flung a dagger in his direction.
