When he peered out the door, he saw me, and threw the door open.
“Kris!” he yelled.
“Come on, get your stuff. Let’s get out of here!” I said with a laugh. He turned around and sprinted back inside and was soon clammbering into the passenger side. He pulled me into a long, warm hug. He pulled away and kissed me on the cheek. To my embarassment, my face flashed crimson.
“You’re blushing, Kris.”
“I am aware of this. But of course I’m blushing! A gorgeous guy just kissed me! Did you see which way he went?” I said playfully.
“Sorry, hon. I didn’t see him. Where did this gorgeous guy kiss this gorgeous girl?”
His last comment made me blush again.
“Oh, just on my cheek. Nothing special.” A mysterious smile tugged at his mouth. He slipped his hands in mine, and he placed them around his neck. He tenderly pressed his warm lips against mine. I subconciously knotted my fingers in his long hair, pulling him closer to me.
I reluctantly dropped my hands to his chest, and brought my eyes to meet his gaze.