Four
It was just a kiss -two kisses.
Two proper kisses all at once. He’d probably use tongue. No, he’d definitely use his tongue. And probably not just a chaste flick across my lips, or a tentative swipe at my tongue. He’d go all in. No waiting for months. No minding some long ago courting calendar.
Two kisses from a guy I wasn’t likely to see ever again after tonight.
Why not?
I was out in the dark. No one would see. No one would know. He could be my big, dark secret that I thought about from time to time when the lights were all out, and I was in my three-story home, with my two kids, and my one husband. I could think back and remember the time I kissed that guy… I didn’t even know his name.
I was about to ask him when he leaned in a fraction. He hovered above me, not touching me,
