We don't have forever
Ooh, baby daylight's wasting
You better kiss me
Before our time has run out
-Beyoncé
He was rambling, he was completely aware of it, but couldn't seem to stop it. He was a totally rambling fool. He couldn't even differ if he was still making sense, all he knew was that he wanted to elongate the evening that he was spending with her. And judging by the smile on her lips, her hand grazing his and not pulling away, but especially by the way she was, just like him, slowing down as they approached her car that she was also enjoying her time with him.
"Uh," Rick let out as they reached her car, he eyed the way she toyed with her keys. Demonstrating that she was not ready to say goodnight herself. "I had a really good time with you tonight." He shyly confessed.
"Yeah me too." She echoed, biting her lips and looking down timidly, a comfortable silence falling between them. She looked up to Rick and he took a breath in, stepped toward her, closing the small gap that existed between them. In a sudden moment of bravery, Rick slid his hands to her waist bringing her flush against him. Michonne's hands rested on his biceps, her fingers flexing over his muscles. He lowered his head, his lips inches from hers. Michonne's eyes dipped to his lips before raising them back up to hold his gaze.
"Is that okay?" He whispered against her lips, eyes briefly dropping her lips before going back to hers. Michonne gave him a small nod of approval.
"Yeah." She added. Rick closed the distance between them, his lips molding hers as Michonne's hands slid up to his neck, pulling him closer to her.