"Do you believe in Destiny or Soul mate?"
She asked while we're both laying flat on the shiny wooden floor boards of my dance studio. I shifted to my side and she did the same our faces approximately an inch from each other. I could feel her warm breath brushing on my lips her breathing even and then slow. We we're still flushed, a thin layer of sweat is covering her forehead to her prominent collarbone from a finished set of rumba or tango or whatever dance that I don't remember since all I saw while dancing was her serene face and the feel of her body against mine drove me crazy to the point of near delusion. I looked her in the eyes and answered her wholeheartedly.
"I do now. But before I don't."
She looked down while biting her lower lip and shyly asked.
"What made you believe in them now?" redirecting her eyes to mine.
I brought my fingers up her chin and softly sighed.
And as her smile widened I closed the gap between us, gently placing my lips against hers and I swear for a moment we are one.