She leans towards him, and their lips touch. He wraps his arms around her, drawing her into him, and she feels herself falling into his warmth.

“Oh, Cassie,” he says, twining his fingers through her hair.

And with that, it’s over. She jerks back as if she’s been shocked. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…I, I’m, oh god…”

“No, Cass…” He reaches out to touch her again, but she pushes him away. “What’s wrong?”

“I can’t do this again.”

“Do what? Be with me?”

“I can’t! Stop!”

He reaches for her again, and she jerks back, running down the metal stairs.

He follows her.

The tears hang on to her lashes as if for dear life, swaying, threatening to fall. “Get the fuck away from me! Please!”

“Cassie, just tell me what’s wrong!”

“You know what the hell is wrong!”

Just then, the sirens grow louder.

She wipes her eyes and stares at him, her face blank. “I know what you did.”