Rain pours down outside, running over the leaded windowpanes.
I'm
reading - don't really pay attention when someone sits beside me,
but after a few minutes I look up, smile.
"What's
up?"
A
silence, then:
"I'm
wondering whether to kiss you."
My
mouth goes dry, my pulse is racing, and blood thunders in my ears.
What do I say? Something witty, sophisticated, intelligent?
"Uh...
flip a coin?"
Or,
maybe not.
An
eyebrow is raised, a smile, and a coin produced.
"Heads I do, then."
We
both watch it; spun, caught ... and it's tails.
Oh
well...
"Tails. So... I guess I kiss you..."
