Frankie pulled you against the tree after making sure you two hadn't been followed. He didn't wait before his lips were against yours. You wrapped your arms around his back, grasping his shirt as if you didn't want to let go. He was leaving, too soon, too far.

You had begged him not to enlist, but he had no choice. It was the only way he would be able to take you away from both your families. He broke the kiss, cupping your cheek, leaning his forehead against yours.

"Will you wait for me?"

Frankie asked as he closed his eyes.