“Each second neared our last. We danced. “Kieren . . .” “Shhh . . .” We danced. “I’ll be okay.” Was that me lying? Or him? We danced. “Close your eyes,” he whispered, brushing his lips against mine. “Know that I’m missing you already and that you’ll always be in my prayers.” When I opened my eyes, I stood alone in the middle of the dance floor.” BlessedCynthiaSmithLeitichQuincieTantalizedKieren Book:Blessed Source: Blessed