Chapter 15
Stephen
She tasted like cherries, was I imagining it, maybe remembering our kiss from twenty years ago or did she still wear cherry lip gloss?
“Yum, cherries.” I said
“Yeah, cherry lip gloss has been a constant in my life since I was about fifteen,” she said giggling.
“I’d better let you get in your car before I try to kiss you again.”
“I wouldn’t mind.”
“Don’t tempt me. I’ll have you out here all night. I wouldn’t want sweet little Chandi to get upset with me for keeping her mom.” I saw her drop her eyes for a brief moment.
“I’m sure she would forgive you… eventually,” she teased.
“I’d prefer not to start off on the wrong foot with Chandi… or her mom.” She looked up at me through her eyelashes.
“Thank you Stephen for a wonderful evening.”
“It’s been my pleasure.”
