The first time he kissed her was in Baccarat. He was drunk, and she slapped him for his brazenness; he isn't entirely sure it counts, as first kisses go.
The second time was in Marta's cottage. His memories of that kiss are bound up with fear - losing Jessica to Rhapthorne, the close call with the avalanche - so he doesn't think on it often.
The third time was in Trodain. That time, she kissed him, hands on his shoulders pinning him against the wall.
Now, he has the luxury to rain kisses across her body and not worry about keeping count.
Written for 101 Kisses. Theme: #101 - 101 Kisses










