14.
There's a slow song on.
I want to feel you against me.
You let me lead.
It's awkward.
I feel like I'm in high school all over again.
Except we're adults.
And we're not being chaperoned.
So I wrap my arms around your neck.
You settle your hands low on my hips.
My belly is pressed up against yours.
With the heels, I'm only a few inches shorter than you.
We sway together, side to side.
Tension fills the air.
I lick my lips and watch you do the same.
Do you want to kiss me?
I know I do.
Dinner was really good...let me know if you want more... ;o)