Live for the Moment
He'd never understood the appeal of kissing before. Not when it was just for the moment instead of leading up to something. Not until he'd kissed Syd and found that it was like coming home. It had taken him by surprise when he realised he could simply kiss and enjoy it without trying to make it more than it was, just enjoy the moment instead of trying to push things forward. Of course, there were times when it was only the prelude, but he found he didn't mind when kissing was all that happened. And besides, Syd liked kissing and she seemed to revel in teasing him with feather-light touches that she refused to let him take further. It was a game they liked playing, that give and take, and it felt right, like something he couldn't live without.
He wondered when Syd had become that important to him.