I'll never forget this night," he said quietly. Lily held the cup in both hands and took an unladylike gulp before remembering her manners. She dropped one hand and sipped. "Neither will I," she confessed when her thirst had been satisfied. A certain sadness possessed her. "I wish it never had to end." Caleb tilted his head back to look at the starry sky for a moment before meeting her gaze directly. "It doesn't have to end, Lily. We could be together." She nearly dropped the small glass cup. Lily knew what he meant, and, for her, the magical mood of the evening had been spoiled. "We hardly know each other," she said in a chilly voice. He moved a step nearer-they were almost as close as they had been when they were dancing-and took the cup from her hand. After setting it on the porch railing he curved a finger under Lily's chin and lifted. "As naive as you are, Lily-flower," he said gruffly, "you must know that something is happening between us." She trembled at his touch. "Yes," she admitted as his mouth drew nearer to her own. The kiss was inevitable, and it was powerful. It left Lily sagging against Caleb's chest, her hands gripping the front of his uniform coat. "Come with me," he said quietly, and Lily could no more have defied him than she could have reached out and snatched a star from the sky. He
( Linda Lael Miller )
[ Lily and the Major ]
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