Bowling
"Okay, so you're going to do a five-step approach."
"Okay."
"You're going to start from right here," Jimmy Junior pointed with his foot to the dots on the floor. Tina nodded.
"Okay."
"Come here," he asked. She hopped up from her seat, grabbed her ball from the return, and stood right where he indicated. He moved behind her as she brought the ball up and held it at chest level.
"You want to hit the pocket," he told her, his head right next to hers. "That's just to the side of the head pin. Use the arrows to aim." Jimmy Junior pointed down the lane. Tina hardly saw it, all of her senses were turned backwards, towards him.
"Okay."
He stepped in closer and brought his arms around her, his hands coming to rest with hers on the ball, lightly correcting her hold.
"Try to keep your wrist straight when you throw."
He was so close. His head was practically resting on her shoulder and she could feel his warm breath in her ear. Her heart sped up.
"Got it?" he asked. She turned her head to look at him, and suddenly he realized just how near they were.
"Tina?"
"Kiss me."
"What?"
She didn't ask him twice and she didn't give him a chance to back away. She leaned into him, pushing their lips together. He responded almost instantly, moving his mouth against hers eagerly, and she sighed into the kiss.
The moment was broken by a loud thud and they jumped apart. A split second passed before Jimmy Junior scrambled after the bowling ball that slipped out of her hands, catching it before it rolled into another lane. She grinned at him as he handed it back to her.
"Ready to try?" he asked, grinning back.
"I don't know," she said. "I might need some extra instruction."