Relying on confidence secured from one to many drinks of 'happy,' she balanced on her toes and pressed her lips against his.
He gently pushed her away. "What do you want from me?"
She contemplated him, gnawing on her bottom lip.
"I don't know. Does it matter?"
"Not right now, I suppose."
He kissed her.
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