Thank Nat for that kissing crash course because she'd have been mortified if she didn't know what to do and messed up this moment. Or not. It's kind of hard to think with the pleasurable buzzing in her head and the even more pleasurable feel of his mouth on hers. And while a part of her expects him to stop, to pull away... he doesn't. They're still kissing.

She probably shouldn't be, but she's giggling when they break off from the kiss. God, it feels like the years have just melted away.

"How long?" she has to ask, running her fingertips down his cheek and along his jaw.