She told him to make a move. So he did.
And suddenly they were kissing.
Miguel wasn't sure if they were moving things too fast. After all, he'd only known Tory for a few days. What did he really know about the girl?
She was a Cobra. She'd taken kickboxing lessons. She liked ice-cream brownies. She didn't like desperate guys. She enjoyed watching airplanes take off at night.
She wasn't Sam.
Was that enough? Was that enough to know about someone to start kissing them?
At that moment, alone with her in the middle of that playground, Miguel didn't care.
