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He moved into her space ever so briefly. And that split second was charged.

He smelled of balsam and sandalwood.

He was suddenly unsure. She was as suddenly certain.

“Walk me out?”

He nodded subtly.

Her eyes danced. And slowly she backed away with magnetism that pulled him along and he followed her.

Her smile was easy and her warmth enticing. The effect she had on him was ineffable. It wasn’t something he hadn’t really experienced before. Sure. There had been girlfriends and dates and hook-ups before. This was none of those. He knew that; but did not have a reference for what it was.

She had reached for his hand, caught it, turned and was leading him toward the exit. Just the way her thumb played with his palm had him aroused.

The crowd ebbed and flowed around them, but she filled his vision and his mind.

 

What was she doing?!

Her reason was screaming at her. He is too young. This is not a good idea.

They reached the chill of the night as they burst through the door into the dimly lit parking lot.

She spun around and took his face in her hands and kissed him hard. Aggressive until he moaned ever so gently, and his hands found her shoulders and she relaxed and let him return a kiss with tenderness and longing. Her intrusive thoughts had grown quiet. All of her objections to letting this just happen were forgotten.