"Tony?" I asked, quietly. He didn't move, didn't even change his breathing. So I leaned closer. Slowly. Carefully. My heart beating wildly against my ribcage. Then I gently pressed my lips to his. I sat back shocked at the warmth that spread through my body. Surprised by the loveliness of this moment. This stolen moment. The moment that belonged to me. The moment he wouldn't even remember. I wiped a tear that fell. I'd just had my first kiss and the man I shared it with wasn't even awake to know I'd chosen him as my first. I turned toward the window and calmed my breathing. My heart still beat rapidly. I felt warm, and... tingly. I looked back at the man who'd taken care of me. Who'd saved me. The man I could never repay. The man I'd always loved, but I realized, the love I felt for him now... It was different.