I barely noticed that the music had changed to an even slower melody. My hand on her waist adjusts a bit more, and she doesn’t pull away. At that moment, I understood something: this is not just another date.
“Can I kiss you again?” I asked her. But before I can do it, she asks me with a hesitant voice.
“Will it take long before the next one?”
That question ignites something inside me, and I immediately shake my head.
“No. From now on, we’ll do it more often.” My answer seemed to please her, so without waiting any longer, I took her lips. Time seems to stand still, as we both get lost in the taste of each other’s mouths. When we realize it, we’re alone in the middle of the dance floor.
Michelle blinks, as if snapping back to reality, and lets out a small laugh.
“Maybe we should head
