The smell of charred meat began to waft in from the kitchen. Ransom tried ignoring the smell because he didn't want a reason to look away from Leena. Her beautiful green eyes had lightened with her crying, and as he studied them closer, he noticed flecks of reddish-brown in them that were similar to her hair color.
He'd been waiting for the moment he'd get to touch her face like this, and he didn't want it to end so soon. On top of that, by the way she kept glancing down at his lips, he could tell her mind was in the same realm as his. If only she'd just lean forward an inch or two then he'd be able to split the distance and finally kiss her.
But just as Ransom thought she was about to make the move, instead Leena turned her head away.
"Oh, no," she said. "The stove. I guess Brian… le
