“You said you didn’t want to rush,” she pointed out. “I did go for it, remember, and you turned me down.” She bit at her lip. “Does that mean I can have a kiss now?”
Now he was losing his mind. His old age must be catching up with him. “Yes, yes I did. I’m thinking I’m starting to lose my mind, or something along those lines.” The actor hummed to himself for a moment before replying. “I don’t see why not.” Without waiting for a response, he leaned forward, capturing Summer’s lips in a small kiss; not too quick, or too passionate, just something good to start off with to at least express his feelings correctly.
Summer tried to chase his mouth for a second when he pulled away, before dropping back off her toes. She gave him a shy, very pleased smile, and wormed her way into his arms.
“I bet you didn’t expect that until later. I think it was about damn time. I just think we were both at such a distance- no, wait, that was my fault actually. Forget I said that.” With Summer sneaking herself into his arms, Robert wrapped them around her, a small smile on his face.
“Sometimes you talk too much,” she said complacently. “There are better things to do with your mouth, as you’ve discovered.”