Never Been Kissed

Kirk stood outside the restaurant nervously, clutching some pink flowers. He swallowed and wiped a sweaty palm on his pants.

"Come on man, get a grip!" he mumbled to himself, "it's the third date and she hasn't run away yet."

"Kirk?" The pretty brunette smiled in greeting. She was wearing a pink cardigan and a black skirt. She looked beautiful.

He brandished the flowers at her. "Here. I brought you flowers. They're pink because I know you like pink and they're pretty just like you."

"Thank you!" she exclaimed, "That's so nice. They're beautiful."

He cleared his throat. "We should probably go inside. I book the table for 8 and it's now," he checked his watch, "8:02. They might give away our table."

Lulu giggled. "I don't think they'll give it away after two minutes.

"Mother told me that if you're not exactly on time that restaurants are allowed to refuse you entry. She also told me that risotto is just leftover food mashed up and that only hussies order wine."

Lulu's smile faded a bit. "Oh."

"I shouldn't mention my mother should I? Luke told me specifically never to mention my mother."

"It's ok." Lulu put a reassuring hand on his arm.

"No it's not. I always say the wrong thing. I just get so nervous when I'm around you. You're standing there looking like a girl, all small and pretty and girl-like, and then I forget what I was going to say. And then have to say the first thing I can think of, which is usually something that my mother has told me, because she tells me a lot of things, often and repeatedly. And..."

"Kirk," Lulu interrupted gently.

He hit his forehead in frustration. "I did it again didn't I? Why do I always ruin everything?"

"Kirk," Lulu repeated, laughing a little.

"Do you want me to go? I can go."

"I don't want you to go," she replied shyly, gazing up at him. She drew nearer and placed her right hand on his shoulder. "I just want to -" here she stood on tiptoe and placed the quickest peck on his lips.

Kirk paused, momentarily stunned. Then he lowered his head and bravely brushed his lips against hers, hands entwined in her dark hair. They finally broke apart and Kirk swallowed loudly.

"Now we're nearly ten minutes late. They'll have definitely given our tabled away."

Lulu giggled. "Let's go inside, shall we?"

He nodded and they entered the restaurant, hand in hand.