Choosing Forever

She spreads her fingers and leans into the touch, her kiss growing fiercer. “Yes. Darren stands in front of the fire, his brown jacket heavy on his shoulders and a mask strapped around his face that would hide his features enough to keep his identity a secret from anyone else. With every man who’s come up to buy a kiss and a ticket, it’s gotten more obvious. Like maybe he’s changed his cologne over the last two years.