we kissin in this house????
FIRST FIVE KISSES (7/5)
the bar is crowded, but she only has him in sight. names haven’t been shared among smooth lines & crisp banter. yet she feels his attention is all on her. just as she plans. doesn’t help that her fingertip presses under his chin. or how close their faces could touch, if she angles into him.
instead, eyes motion to the door, to privacy. the smirk grows as she glances at him once more. that’s when she pulls him in, meeting into a kiss. a hint of her suggestion, of leaving to privacy. only a taste before she twists away. finger drags a trail before the tip leaves his skin. she slides off the bar stool. space spreads between him. but eyes stick to him, reading his reaction, seeing if he follows her escaping steps.
