"what are you thinking about?" he whispers through the phone.
"kissing." she mumbles.
"me?" you could hear the smirk in his voice.
"more like, kissing in general."
"how so?"
"well, i've never been kissed before. do you know what its like?"
"no." he breathes out softly.
"really?" she questions, sitting up.
"i haven't found someone worth having my lips pressed oh so gently upon theirs. it's like a feeling you get, like you know they're worth it." he whispers.
"would you ever kiss me?" she asks, curling up under her covers.
"without a moments hesitation."
