the small of her back, felt the shirt ride up and the blazing funneled heat of her skin against his.
She kissed him harder, almost ferociously, and both her hands pulled at his neck. He squeezed her bodice tightly against his chest and held her there in their frantic embrace. She grappled with him almost desperately, and he could smell the sweetness of her skin, the dark animal of her writhing against him.
She didn’t need to say anything to him. He felt it in the way she clung to him, that she truly loved him as well, even if there wasn’t a language to express it. She had never had in her life someone to rely on – she had become used to surviving on her own, but survival wasn’t enough, and now the promise he had given her was almost unbearable. She started crying as she kissed him, until finally her whole body was sobbing and he simply held her against his chest as she wept.
For the first time in her life, she wasn’t alone anymore. It was like a weight had been lifted from her chest. Finally they pulled away from each other, but Lily continued to hold onto this arms.
9.
“You’re nothing but trouble,” he teased, and she smiled through her tears.
“I know.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” he said.
“Oh boy. Okay, I need to freshen up. Can you… I know it’s shitty complimentary tea but I need something to settle my nerves. Can you make some tea?” she said, pointing to the plastic tray with individually wrapped cups on the hotel’s desk.
He nodded and she went to the washroom, returning later with a towel that she used to dab her face. He offered some of the chamomile tea and she slurped the piping hot beverage gratefully.
“Chris should’ve been back by now,” she murmured finally, and Shane’s eyes flew to the shotgun again.
“You’re right,” he said.
There was a beeping that startled Lily and she almost spilled her tea as she reached into her pants pocket and pulled out the Nokia. She flipped it open and her smile fled. She looked up at Shane and he understood the gist of it before she said a word.
“They’re here,” she said, and ran to her backpack.
“They? Who’s they?” he said, jumping to his feet.
“I dunno, cops. Federal guys, or something. Chris said they almost saw him, but he ducked into an alley. They’re canvassing all the hostels and hotel, we don’t have much time. They’re going to be here in a few minutes. Shit!”
“Okay, what do we do?” Shane said. He had never been in this kind of situation before and felt his adrenaline already skyrocketing.
Lily slung her pack over her shoulders and went to the door. “No one’s there, we’ll take the fire-escape,” she said, and then turned back to Shane, “listen, this is your last chance. After this there is no turning back. It’s the end of your life as you know it, if you’re sticking with me. I can’t ask you to do that, Shane, and I won’t. It’s not fair.”
He swallowed and his eyes flashed around the room. He had never experienced a moment like this. He knew the ancient Greeks had a word for it. Kairos . It was the idea of a pivotal moment, a way of perceiving time – not as a chronological sequence of events, but as individually important moments. This was his Kairos , a moment of decision that would alter his life, probably forever.
He had only a few seconds to consider, but everything piled up in a single instance. His life, his education, his job as an accountant, all of it weighed against