Sari fidgeted in her seat, looking away, feeling a bit flustered at how annoyed and angry Kyle seemed to be.

"I mean, well, you're going home to Country Tz while Country M is my home," Sari said meekly, "The distance isn't short, so naturally I'd think you'd want to break up."

"Why is that the first thing that comes to your mind?" Kyle hissed, getting slightly more annoyed, "Do you think so little of me? Of my feelings for you?"

"No, it's not that," Sari said, denying what Kyle was saying.

She wanted this relationship more than anything but she didn't think … she didn't think he'd actually want to go through the entire long distance relationship thing.

"Then what is it?" Kyle pressed on, "Sari, don't think I haven't noticed. You've … well, you seem to have become unsure about us. About me."

Sari shook her head vehemently, denying his allegations and avoiding looking at his eyes, "You broke up with Samantha when she moved. And she was just moving to another state. She didn't even go to another country! What else am I supposed to think?"

Kyle sighed and grabbed Sari's hands.

Just how was he going to get through to her? Granted, considering what she thinks she knows of Samantha, her fears were probably legit, but it still annoyed him. Did he, in any way, give her any indication that his feelings for her had waned?

Was she not feeling his love for her?

Kyle pulled her to him, making her sit on his lap. She resisted at first, but he was too strong and she found she could not escape from his firm hold.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck as he said, "Sari, Samantha is the past. Whatever it had been with her, it's long gone. My relationship with her was different. What I felt for her is nothing to how I feel about you."

"With her, maintaining any long-distance relationship wouldn't work, so it was best that we set each other free," Kyle explained. Which was true, if they had really been a couple. Samantha needed lots of physical intimacy and abstinence was hardly her strong point.

He hugged her tight and continued, "I won't lie and say that there hadn't been anyone before you, but it's also the truth when I say that you're the first person I have truly fallen in love with."

He breathed in her unique scent at the base of her neck, sending shivers down Sari's spine.

Kyle leaned back and stared at her, saying, "I have never lied to you and I never will lie to you. For any relationship to work, this is the most basic thing. So trust me, okay?"

Sari bit her lower lip, feeling extremely nervous.

Somehow, the words, 'trust me' set warning bells. The more someone says so, the more you doubt. Trust is strange that way. You either trust a person, or you don't - but when someone asks you to trust the person, you start wondering if there's something he or she is hiding.

Sari felt she was being ridiculous but she couldn't help feeling what she felt.

Also, the fact that they were so close made her unable to think properly. For all her talk about wanting more intimacy, now that she's actually in his arms, she couldn't help but feel very, very nervous.

Kyle caressed her cheek, hardly noticing the sort of effect he was having on her as he was concentrating too much on getting his point across.

"Promise me as well that you'll never lie to me," Kyle said softly, his fingers trailing along her jawline, "That you'll always talk to me. Tell me your fears, your dreams, your wishes."

He ran his thumb on her lips, feeling its softness and his mind was wandering a bit at that.

He had held himself back so many times, and he suddenly thought that putting her on his lap was perhaps not the best move. Before he could process that, Kyle claimed the lips he had been dreaming of, for so long.

It was as if a dam broke between them.

From the first touch of their lips, Sari instinctively opened them, allowing Kyle easy access. He slipped his tongue in, feeling her quiver as their tongues touched.

This time, he didn't go in deep and hard, but slowly explored her mouth as he gently licked, sucked and nipped all over her lips and tongue. His hands slipped underneath her shirt, feeling the soft skin of her back as he slowly caressed it.

Sari wrapped her hands around the back of his neck, her fingers playing with his hair as she let herself be swept away by the sensations that Kyle was invoking within her. Everything seemed to fade away, and she even forgot that they were actually out in the open.

Kyle groaned inwardly, feeling his pants getting to be very, very tight and uncomfortable. It certainly was a very good thing that they weren't at his house.

As it is, he reigned in his desire and stopped the kiss, giving her a peck on the lips before just holding her tightly to him.

Sari was breathing heavily, and with unprecedented boldness, she whispered, "Kyle, before you go, please … make me yours."

Kyle blinked and was oh, so tempted. So very, very tempted.

He gulped and in response, he kissed her hard once again, before saying, "Oh God, Sari. No, I can't. Not until I have put the ring on your finger."

Sari gripped his shirt, tears forming in her eyes.

It had taken a lot out of her to make such a bold request. Now that he had actually refused her, she didn't know where to put her face. She was so ashamed that she wanted to bury herself into a deep hole.

Did he think that she was so cheap to offer herself like that?

"Don't tempt me so," Kyle said hoarsely in her ear.