Kate's hand drifted up slowly to remove her sunglasses in a strange, floaty sort of dreamlike state...she wanted to see him with her eyes unshielded, make sure it wasn't some kind of trick.

He was still there...and his shirt was still half open.

And for the first time, she *couldn't* run, could hardly breathe because he'd seen her. His gaze raked over her, a tangible thing she could feel through clothing and distance, then sinking through her eyes and into the same place as before, where all the darkest parts of her lived, and the memory of his body, the feel of those eyes rooted her to the spot so she couldn't do anything but stand there...

She barely saw him move. He was just there. In front of her. Close enough to touch, to breathe in, and he still smelled like sweat and sun, hot and heady...

She could finally move as he took her face between his hands and kissed her...her fingers moved, going slack and releasing her sunglasses, letting them fall. The crack of them against the cement was oddly loud in her ears, followed by the sound of her own pulse as her eyes shut and her body responded without her permission...lips moving and parting under his, hands sliding up to grip his shoulders hard, pull him closer, as close as she could get.

She knew right then that she was caught...she knew in that moment that running was useless, because all roads would lead straight back to him.

When the seemingly endless kiss finally broke, she was too breathless to speak, every nerve humming with the feel of him again, just like the last time. For a moment, she forgot everything she had to say to him as she satisfied herself with simply gazing up into his eyes.

"Hi." she finally managed with a slightly dazed smile as one hand drifted up to caress his shadowed cheek.