007 – Heaven
She tasted like strawberries. His first thought was that as the kiss ended, eyes fluttering open to gaze at his soon-to-be wife, who he had just kissed for the first time.
Scandalous, kissing before the wedding. Echo would tease him for days on end. Alison would blush every time the subject was brought up and change the subject horribly, stammering something about fruit and statues and something that sounded remotely noble.
He grinned, and Alison blushed. "You know," he whispered into her ear, "This is very thought-provoking."
Her cheeks went two shades of red deeper and she pulled out of his light embrace, squeaking shrilly, "Apollo!" in a way that made him wonder exactly what he did wrong.