Page 83 of Freedom Fighters
She nodded. “Would you…do you mind…” she began.
His brow raised.
“I want to kiss you,” she said, feeling absurdly shy. “Only it isn’t private here.”
Garrett wrapped his spare arm around her and drew her closer. “I guess we’ll have to get used to public declarations, won’t we?” He kissed her, right there in front of everyone.
Carmen didn’t notice the cheering andwhistling and clapping until Garrett let her go.
Apparently, the Loyalist Army of Vistaria approved of her choice in men. The accolade warmed her and made her feel that for the first time, she was really and truly among people who cared.
The wind gusted, blowing her hair back into her face and Garrett pushed it aside once more. “Let’s head inside,” he said. “I want to grab that alcove againbefore someone else does.”
They turned and headed for the smelter shed door, as most of the soldiers scattered around the watery earth were doing. Garrett didn’t let go of her hand and Carmen had a hard time keeping the silly smile off her face.
