“My eyebrows rose involuntarily mirroring Vin’s. I offered my arm, and Vin grasped it firmly. Maybe he was just saying he’d come with me to get Duncan out of bravado and concern for me. If he struggled to walk to the bedroom how was he going to manage? I masked my selfish thoughts with a smile, Vin had called me ‘handsome’ after all. Somehow we made it the short distance to the bedroom, Vin’s arm still in mine as we stopped just past the threshold. ‘You OK, Vin?’ Again, the questions, always the nagging doubts in my mind, threatening to overwhelm me. Too good to be true, all of this, good things didn’t happen to RJ MacCready. Time slowed to a crawl as we stood, arms joined. My eyes sought Vin’s and I found my reassurance. I leaned in for the inevitable kiss, Vin’s lips on mine again. As natural as breathing this time, as sweet as Nuka Cola and as welcome as a cold beer on a hot day. My arms linked around his neck. I didn’t want him to pull away. Ever.”