Their kiss didn't end quickly.
It took long, burning minutes before their lips finally parted. Reluctantly, breathlessly, both of them gasping for air. And when they did break apart, Serika's eyes burned with a smoldering heat that glowed brighter than any flame. There was still the proud fire of a warrior in those eyes, yes… but now it danced with something else.
Something softer.
Something that looked an awful lot like twin pairs of hearts.
Serika beamed a beautiful smile at him. She did not look one bit like someone shy or uncertain, but like someone who had made a decision with the full force of her will.
"So… what's next?"
Quinlan's grin curled slowly and smoothly across his lips. "As I said… this relationship the two of us now share is all about love and freedom. You're free to do whatever you want, Serika. You want to fight, you fight. You want to run, you run. You want to rest, you rest."