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What is happening!? She thought to herself. She stood there. Frozen almost, surprised. Seth Hazlitt is kissing me. My best friend is kissing me and I'm actually kissing back! Why does this feel so right? Thoughts flooded through Jessica's mind as she wrapped her arms around Seth's head. She ran her fingers through his soft hair as her palm gently held his cheek while her other hand found its place on his neck. She deepened the kiss slightly as Seth hesitated for a moment. How did we even end up like this? Never in a million years did I think I would be kissed again after all this time let alone like this and not by my best friend.
What did I just do? Seth asked himself. Wow her lips are so soft and so is her skin. Seth placed one hand under her head and the other on her cheek. He felt her deepen the kiss. Woah. What is she doing? Why hasn't she slapped me across the face by now? He took her deeper into his embrace and she happily obliged. Am I dreaming? I have to be dreaming. He felt her hands in his hair and her lips. Nope, not dreaming he thought to himself. But then if I'm not dreaming then why is she kissing me? I don't even know what came over me but I kissed her and apparently she liked it.
Jessica lost balance a little and had to grab the edge of the kitchen counter to keep from falling which only made Seth hold her more tightly. Tightening his arm around her back he turned to where Jessica was leaning back against the counter so she couldn't fall. The passion grew within the kiss as their hands roamed.
"What the- Oh my god! What is happening!?" Their good friend Mort Metzger asked as he entered Jessica's kitchen to find the pair kissing next to the cabinets. Their thoughts were interrupted and they immediately separated, dazed, shocked, and looked straight at a very confused Mort who couldn't directly look at them out of shock.