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Just one kiss before I tell him, just one before the ugliness seeps in.

Daniel could sense it coming, and he was so wrapped up in her already that he couldn't wait to drown in how he felt.

She touched his face and paused for a long and beautiful few seconds before coming in closer to lay a soft and tentative kiss on his lips. It felt like his first kiss again, like he was 12 years old with a heart full of hope and big dreams.

The kiss morphed slowly into a more heated one, and he dared to touch her waist as she slid right up next to him. She turned her head to the side and opened her mouth, so he would take the chance to taste her sweet tongue. His heart was racing, and his clammy hands clenched a handful of her clothing like she kept his head above water. Seven long years without hugs, kisses, or affection left him feeling like he would fall apart from a simple kiss. It was heaven.

They only pulled back when it became obvious, they could take it much further quickly, and he couldn't stop smiling.

"Wow . . . "she said, biting her bottom lip playfully.

"You can say that again."

"I've been thinking of that since the night we met."

"Me too," he said, drowning in her blue eyes.

"I guess this'll be more complicated with us both having children already."

"I'll do whatever I have to do to make it work," he stated, jumping in with both feet.

"Me too, this feels so right."

Her hand was on his knee, and he lay his hand over hers, just wanting to touch her skin.

She knew she'd have to tell him everything and that it couldn't wait another minute. There was no question that she had strong feelings for him.

"Daniel . . . I have a confession to make."

"You can tell me anything."

She took a deep breath and tried to put it into words, but shattering glass in the kitchen startled her, and her mom instincts kicked in.

"Ben! What was that?" she exclaimed.

The child began to scream and cry, and they both flew down the stairs in parent mode.

"Baby! What happened?"

The child was sat crying on the floor next to a broken glass clutching his foot as it bled.

"I drop it and I cut my foot!" he screamed, and Daniel bent down to scoop him up off the floor. Daniel was getting blood on his jeans, but he was a dad, so he couldn't care less.

He sat him on the kitchen table and looked at the cut as Cassandra handed him a clean towel.

"You're going to be OK, little man," he assured him with a smile.

"I'm bleeding!" the boy cried, and his mother hugged him tight as Daniel surveyed the damage.

"It's not that big, it's just bleeding a lot," Daniel explained, putting pressure on the cut until it stopped.

"I'm going to get the first aid kit, baby."

She ran to the bathroom to get the kit, and Ben looked up at him with fear.

"It's going to burn," the boy sobbed, and Daniel knew he was referring to whatever disinfectant his mother was going to use.

"You're a big man, though, right?" Daniel grinned.

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