For a fleeting moment, his eyes soften, different emotions flickering behind them.

"You think I don't care? You think leaving doesn't tear me apart too?"

"Then why are you still leaving?" I shoot back as my voice begins to break. "Nolan, why? Was I just something to while away the time until you were prepared to leave again?"

Before I can move, his hand slides behind my neck and his lips crash into mine.

Fierce, desperate, and trembling with everything we haven't spoken. My mind ...