She lifted her jaw to accept his kiss, and pulled him closer. “Soon,” she moaned. “You keep kissing me like that, and it’ll be soon.”
She grabbed onto the wrought iron railing, and turned to wave at him, but her high heeled boots slipped on the icy steps and she fell backwards over the railing, disappearing into the dark.
Oh my. /goes and picks out nice headstone/
Working on autopilot, Clark caught her before she hit the ground. “Lana, are you all right?”
Michael