Chapter 20

Lisa looked around the room and noticed Ricardo, who was sleeping peacefully on the couch with his hands intertwined in each other's, and slowly climbed out of bed.

She was relieved that he was still sleeping, and she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to study him up close without being challenged by his icy eyes.

She thought of Angels that she had read about as a child in some of her children's story books as she studied his face and imagined what it would have been like if his face could have been this angelica forever.

Her gaze was drawn to his lips, and she exclaimed as flashes of memories converged.

"How could I have?" She pondered. "How could I possibly have kissed him? What on earth was I thinking? How am I supposed to look him in the eyes from now on? Oh, Lisa? Lisa? What have you done?"

Lisa was able to recall everything that happened the night before. Everything. How she had kissed him and how he had stopped her, and she was more than ash