*Ethan*
I haven’t kissed her since just before she gave birth, and I know I could not have chosen a worse moment to do so… with an audience. But I have been dreading the holidays, knowing they are another moment that will hammer home the absence of my brother. And I am truly touched by her gift of my friends.
I welcome the excuse to show my appreciation by plastering my lips to hers. I suffer through the agony of holding her every night, chastely, my arm around her diminishing waist. Each day, the evidence that she has given birth dwindles. And I find myself wanting her all the more, fighting to keep my desires in check.
The fight is raging now… again with an audience.
Breaking from the kiss, I stride toward our visitors. “This is a marvelous surprise.” I give the Luna a hug, a kiss on t
