Warrick brought his hand to Catherine's chin and tilted it up toward his face. He could see the excitement and thrill in her eyes.
She knew that their lips were about to meet. She had been longing for this moment to happen, for her fantasy to become reality and now it was.
He pulled her as close to his own body as possible.
Right then, all he wanted was her and it wasn't the first time he had felt this.
She took her hand that had been resting on Warrick's chest and instead placed it upon his left cheek.
Together they both slowly moved their faces together and then their lips met.
Damn, I never thought he could be such a good kisser.
This thought was running through Catherine's mind at the beginning of the kiss and then all thoughts were erased from both of their minds.
He explored every part of her mouth as she did with his. At first it was just a sincere kiss, but quickly passion took over them.
They were no longer dancing. Instead they were just standing on a dance floor kissing. Scratch that thought. They were standing on a dance floor while making out.
When Warrick ended the kiss, he pulled her close and they slowly danced to a slow song. All the slow songs were coming on in the exact right moments. It was like the DJ was playing all the music for them.
He caressed her shoulder where his hand was resting.
Now this feels right.
When Warrick thought this, he wasn't aware that Catherine was thinking the exact same thing.
TBC