"Bye, guys. See you tomorrow," Linz said as she ushered Brian, Howie, Nick, and Kevin out the door. "Wait, where do you think you're going?" she asked the latter, grabbing his arm and pulling him back towards her.
"I don't know..." Kevin said uneasily, watching his three friends get in the taxi.
She let go of him. "Look, Kevin, if you don't want to, then—"
"No, it's not that," he cut in quickly, looking towards the house.
Linz smiled. "Want to go inside and talk?"
"Sure," Kevin said. She slipped her hand into his and the two of them walked inside and sat down on the couch.
"So what's up?" Linz asked when they were seated, touching Kevin's arm. "What's holding you back?"
He looked at her with troubled eyes. "I'm afraid that if we do this, then I'll miss you too much."
"Miss me too much?" Linz echoed.
"Yeah," he said. "I really care about you, Linz, and I hate not being around you..."
He was silenced as she kissed him. "Don't think about that, Kevin. Just think about me," Linz whispered into his ear as she slid her arms around him.
Kevin removed them so that he was holding her two hands in his own. "This has happened to me before, Linsey. I've had relationships that I really wanted to last become torn apart because of life on the road," he explained. "And I don't want that to happen with you."
Linz smiled. "Kevin, we're not going to be torn apart."
She kissed him. "This," she said, pointing to the two of them, "is not going away anytime soon."
She kissed him again.
"You know, that really isn't fair," Kevin replied, a smile spreading across his face.
"Maybe you should punish me," Linz suggested
evilly, putting her hands on his chest and pushing him into a
lying position. She climbed on top of him and started to kiss
him again, and this time, he didn't stop her.