Lips.
Soft lips.
There are lips on my lips.
Slowly getting to know mine.
Caught by surprise, I moved my hands on the edge of the couch to steady myself for a second.
My hands then seemed to find a home on her hips.
I'm realizing that my hands are on her hips. Arizona Robbins.
Her hands are in my hair.
We are kissing. My mind is whirling with all thoughts and yet none that seem coherent.
Flashback 9 Months ago
My phone vibrates
A: I'm drinking by myself.
Confused since we haven't talked in over a week.
C: Why?
A: What are you doing?
I frown when she avoided my question.
C: Just finished climbing. I'll probably grab drinks with some fiends later.
A: Fiends?
C: Ha sorry, autocorrect. Friends.
A: ...well you should come drink with me.
I'm now thoroughly confused. She blew me off a few weeks back and started ignoring me. Is she drunk texting me?
Before I could answer, my phone vibrates again.
A: I'm not flirting with you.
I look at me screen confused. What is bringing this on?
C: ok
Seriously, never.
Im still confused. I reply again.
C: Ok
A: Whatever.
Present Day
We break apart for air. I'm staring at her and I have no idea what is going on.
I have no idea what to say. Is this a dream?
She's staring back at me.
It's silent. The air seemed to turn thick.
It's warm, and I can't seem to move.
I try to open my mouth to speak, but can't seem to find words.