Chapter 8Moments like these in movies are always dramatic and slowed down for the benefit of the audience to give them that dramatic pause. Thankfully there was no need for any of that nonsense as I leaned across and kissed her on the lips. I felt her wince ever so slightly and then she parted her lips and tugged at mine in response as she slowly opened her mouth. We parted a moment later and she exhaled suddenly.
“You kissed me.”
“And that’s a bad thing?”
“No, I never said that,” she stroked my face, “you always were a good kisser but you seem to have improved a lot over the years.”
“Practice makes perfect.”
“You don’t say,” she let her hand fall to my hand and I gently wrapped my fingers around it.
“One step at a time,” she fixed me with a steady gaze, “my garden is important to me
