<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla didn’t fight when he tilted her head back, looking up at him with an almost embarrassed look in her eyes. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“I know I…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> but he kept going, a blush deepening in her cheeks. She went to speak again, but this time found herself kissing him, all of the warmth and affection he felt for her showing in that kiss. </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi had been listening in, not even trying to stay away. His concern for his sister notwithstanding, he was worried she might throw things at Lucian. Like a mirror. Which were made of silver. He chuckled a little, shaking his head at the thought, before he started to pick up on something else. It confused him at first, knowing the strong emotions weren’t coming from him. And they were aimed at his sister. So where… it wasn’t until they were kissing that he realized where they were coming from. Lucian. He was picking up on Lucian’s emotions as well as hers. The realization shocked him, sitting back in his chair and setting down the piece of metal he’d been studying.</span>