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I glance at her now and her cheeks are pink, her hand still messing with the radio. I reach up and grab her hand, moving both of them to rest in her lap.
“Our song, huh?” I ask.
“Yes. Do you have any suggestions?” She raises her eyebrows and before I can even open my mouth she’s shaking her head. “Don’t tease me about it.”
“I’m not teasing you, Lucy. I promise. Will you tell me when you find it?”
“Our song? Yeah, of course I will. It’s ours.”
I spend the next fifteen minutes offering song suggestions. Most are dumb and I only say to make her laugh, but a few I’m serious about. She vetoes all of them and tells me she’ll know it when she hears it.
We pull into her driveway and she turns to me, smiling gently.
“I had a really great time, Wyatt.”
“You say that like the date’s over.”
“Well, I mean we’re at my house. Isn’t it over?”
I open my truck door and look at her over my shoulder as I hop out.
“What kind of date would I be if I don’t walk you to your door?”
She rolls her eyes, but lets me walk around my truck to open her door for her. I walk with her to the porch, my hands in the pockets of my jeans. When we reach her door, she turns to look at me.
“Well, we’re at my door.”
“So we are,” I agree.
She’s chewing on her bottom lip and I can’t help myself, I reach out and gently tug it free with my hand. I’m standing directly in front of her, the tips of my boots are touching hers.
“Wyatt?”
“Yeah, Lucy?”
“Your nose is touching mine.”
“I know.”
I don’t know how it happened. One second, my hands are in my pockets and the next, they’re on her face and my lips have found their way to hers. And it feels a little bit like I can’t breathe until she’s in my arms. My heart is beating erratically, as if it can’t quite decide if it should speed up or stop beating all together. Lucy’s hands find their way to my forearms, gripping tightly as she sighs against my lips, making every single nerve in my body feel like I’ve been struck by lightning.
Nothing else matters except Lucy and her lips on mine. The world could be ending right now, and I am not convinced I would even notice. One of my hands leaves her face and slides into her hair, holding the back of her head and angling her to the left just a little. I can taste the mint of the gum she was chewing earlier. I have kissed women before, but this . . . this is entirely different. My entire world feels like it’s falling apart and re-aligning. This, her lips on mine, is everything.
I pull back, watching her eyes slowly open and a small smile appear on those perfect lips. I brush my thumb against her bottom lip, unable to stop myself from grinning.
“For the record, that was how I imagined our first kiss,” I tell her.
She raises her eyebrows. “On my front porch?”
“Perfect,” I whisper. “I always knew it would be perfect.”
Her cheeks flush and I kiss her cheek, walking backwards down her front steps.
“Goodnight, Lucille.” I am unable to wipe the grin from my face.
“Goodnight.” She smiles back.
I’m almost to my truck when she calls, “Hey, Wyatt?”
