"Doesn't a lady usually at least get a kiss on the cheek after the first date?" Molly saw so much joy in the smile John tried to suppress.
"She does," he replied simply.
He took a step, closing the gap between them, and gently cupped his hands on either side of her face. He placed a slow, warm kiss softly on her right cheek and held his forehead to her for a moment, breathing her in, before releasing her almost as if from a spell.
With electricity shooting through her and butterflies dancing in her stomach, her head was in a daze as he reluctantly pulled away. She shuffled into her quarters, sat down on her sofa, and placed a hand to her cheek. Maybe she'd given up on love too soon.
Don't give up, it's just the weight of the world. When you're heart's heavy I, I will lift it for you. |