[o] bad luck never lost a race

SOHALIA

and there we are again when nobody had to know

Soh's heart thundered in her chest as Ace leaned closer still, a smirk on his lips. She was playing a dangerous game - one she couldn't go back from once she'd decided to go down the path. She'd thrown herself into romance before, but this wasn't that. There was no gentle wooing, no perfect first date, no longtime friendship between them for her to inevitably ruin. For so long she'd been waiting for the perfect partner to come along, but what if that wasn't what she was meant for? What if she was waiting for a someday that would never come?

Ace might have been wrong about who she was, but in this moment, he was spot on with who she wanted to be. She hadn't lived in the moment for entirely too long, and while she might know what she wanted, she had no idea how to go for it (at least, in the big-picture sense). But this, right here, right now - this might be unfamiliar territory, but if she dared to tread it, she at least knew what to expect. And she knew where it would inevitably lead. So she leaned in further, warmth blooming in her cheeks at the insinuation, a thrill of anticipation racing up her spine as her gaze flickered from Ace's ice blue eyes to his lips.

And then, before she could talk herself out of it, she crossed the scant remaining distance between them to press her lips to his.

you kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath