[She's not about to make such a statement and not follow through! Jane Porter is no hussy, though she feels terribly daring to be doing this when they haven't even been on two dates.
He leans down, then her feet are suddenly lifting off the floor and she squeaks in alarm, grabbing his shoulders with both hands. The surprise fades quickly and she laughs as one of her shoes slips off her foot and hits the kitchen floor.]
Ah--.. well.
[Gently, she brushes a hand through his hair where it curls below and behind his ear. It's still soft. Her fingers settle behind his neck and she leans in, pressing a warm kiss to his mouth.]
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He leans down, then her feet are suddenly lifting off the floor and she squeaks in alarm, grabbing his shoulders with both hands. The surprise fades quickly and she laughs as one of her shoes slips off her foot and hits the kitchen floor.]
Ah--.. well.
[Gently, she brushes a hand through his hair where it curls below and behind his ear. It's still soft. Her fingers settle behind his neck and she leans in, pressing a warm kiss to his mouth.]