I closed my eyes and nervously leaned in to meet her. I wanted to kiss her, had since the day I met her. Now, i finally would. I could hardly wait....
"Is the chicken....OH!!"
We looked in surprise at the kitchen doorway. Mom was staring at us in shock, but soon smiled. "Sorry. I'll leave you two alone for a while. But try to be done in a couple minutes, or the chicken will burn." She left, chuckling a very...'mom' chuckle. Stacy and I looked at each other again.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to...," she said, very embarassed. She put her feet back on the ground and let me go. "I'm sorry."
"I'ts ok, Stac'. I...I guess I shouldn't have gone with it."
"What? 'Gone with it'? What do you mean?" Oh, no, she thought I was going to refuse her.
"I....started to lean in too...."
"You...you were really going to...(she whispered) kiss me?" I nodded, feeling very dumb. Neither of us knew what to say.
"We should get out of here and let mom grab the chicken." She nodded and we went out to the table. |