156 Shooting Stars *

"Please, God, keep him safe," Keira murmured a simple prayer before she dozed off to sleep.

A few hours after.

Zach smiled as he looked at Keira, who was hugging her hotdog pillow tightly in her sleep. He looked at his wristwatch, and it's almost 2:00 in the morning.

He was finally back after their special group's various dealings with the other underworld groups. They needed to build a name for their group, so they could get a meeting with Mr. Big and penetrate his vast network of connections. Thus he was gone for straight two days.

He missed his falling star so much that he came directly to her condo unit as soon as he arrived.

He sat on the side of her bed to closely look at Keira. "What is this? Why are you creasing that forehead of yours?" he whispered as he gently put his index finger between her eyebrows as if trying to stop her from furrowing her forehead any further.

Then he leaned down to give her a gentle kiss on her lips.