Comfort him.

I crossed the room without thinking and put my arms around him. He lay his head on my shoulder and started to cry.

"I wont tell," i said after à minute.

"Thank you," he said, looking into my eyes.

He leaned in to kiss me, and for à moment i was lost in his eyes. They looked just like Amy's. From the start it was one of those kisses that make you light headed. It was gentle but warm. A little tongue but not too much. He nibbled at my lip. As i returned the kiss he pulled me tight in his arms.

What was I doing? I was making out with my fiance's dad and I liked it....