She felt the electricity sweltering as
She felt herself grow immensely fervent.

An accidental brush.
A lingering touch.
A stolen glance.

And when their eyes met again-they simply knew

That
She wanted him
As much as he wanted her
He lifted his hand up
Brushing the strand of her hair

She turned away
Casting her eyes down to her shoes
Like they were the most interesting thing in the world
His fingers softly moved to her jaw.
Titling her head back so
He could really see her lovely features

She shivered under his mere touch
He sensed her quite tense under the burden of his presence.
His eyes fell to her delectable lips
As he made his intentions clear
He wanted so badly to kiss her
He didn't want to hold it back anymore

Because she was so tempting.
Because she was there and he didn't want to lose the chance.
Because she smelled of honeysuckle and night.

Her eyes closed as if accepting his request and
When their lips finally connected in a chaste first kiss
A kiss of longing lips and yearning hearts

For once things went so right for the both of them.