Rora instinctively deepened the kiss, curling her arms around Vandy's neck and pulling him closer. Vandy held her waist, drawing her to himself.
Their lips were locked in a fiery, lingering kiss. When they finally parted, Vandy's face was flushed with embarrassment. He quickly looked down, then turned and walked away briskly, as if he was being chased.
Rora chuckled as she watched Vandy nearly stumble while rushing back to the helicopter. It was then she realized why he hadn't turned on the room light seven years ago—he was nervous around women, easily embarrassed, and unsure of how to express his feelings properly.
Her eyes dimmed as she watched the helicopter take off. She felt as if she had lost something important, though she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.
Her phone
