His words confused her, and she searched his face for a moment as if fearing he were having some kind of fit, or maybe dying. Opening her mouth to protest, she watched as his eyes rolled back and she moved forward quickly as if she could keep him from falling and hurting himself. Of course, doing so only put her within range of his suddenly grasping arms.<br/><br/>In the moment that his lips touched hers, she felt a rush of realization. Her mind broke open like a dam that could no longer hold back the flood waters.  All of the dreams, all of the memories, the long hours spent fantasizing in the kitchen-they weren’t dreams at all, but rather shadows of her life before…before what? Before they had been cursed with forgetting each other.<br/><br/>Tilda met his kiss with equal passion, drinking in everything-his taste, his smell, the sound of their labored breathing intermingling, her moan against his mouth-committing it to memory and locking it away where it could not be torn away from her. Only when he pulled away did she stop, nearly panting as she struggled to regain her breath after the flashing moment of pure desire.<br/><br/>Pressing her head into his chest, she clutched fistfuls of his robes to keep him pressed against her. Like she was afraid that if she let go for a moment he would disappear, and their memories would fade yet again. The brief, denying, shake of her head was futile. Tilda knew she would let him take her, wherever and whenever he wanted.<br/><br/>“Auguste, it’s raining. And there are people watching, and I…I don’t want to forget again. I don’t want to forget you.” Her voice died off in a hoarse whisper and she pressed against him with more urgency. Whatever feelings were coming back to her, blooming in her chest, they threatened to overcome her.  Not least among them was fear. Choking back a sob, Tilda shuddered with the weight of her emotions, her knees feeling suddenly weak.  Drawing in a shuddering breath, her head shaking turned to insistent nodding. “Take me, then.” For as far as she was concerned-he already had her.