She sighed and stood up to face him. "I think it will be easier if we close our eyes and don't think about the fact that we are kissing our faces. Or that we are kissing each other. Let us just pretend it is not happening."
He nodded. "That sounds like the best idea."
But try as she might, she could not stop thinking about it.
He put his hand on her shoulder, and Violet leaned in. He smelled like coffee and pine. She had expected him to be cold, but he was warm, and when their lips finally touched, he was soft and gentle.
For a moment, Violet forgot it was her face she was kissing, forgot why he was doing it, and just let him kiss her.
They both remembered at the same time and jumped backward. Her lips tingled, and she could still feel the warmth of where his hand had rested on her s
