Hope

Faiths words and actions blended together in such a way to make Sparky's pulse race. He didn't know what she did to him... but it was mesmerizing. The way her hand brushed his forehead as she took his hat... the soft determination in her voice... the way she wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips to his. Everything... absolutely everything pulled him to her as if there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Returning her kiss, his arms slip around her waist, his one hand gently running up and down her back. Retreating just to cock his head another way, he continues the kiss, his heart beating loudly in his head. With his eyes closed, he couldn't see the world around him - all he could do was feel Faith in his arms, taste her kiss and dream.

Leaning back against the wall, Sparky slowly slides down into the clean stall bedding, forcing Faith to sit in his lap. Not breaking the kiss, he just holds her close as if thinking maybe if he hoped enough, the moment wouldn't end.