“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.”
The comment was unexpected, but Robert didn’t seem all too phased about it. “I’m aware there is. You really don’t take a break about it, do you?”
“I would if I’d seen you any time in the last month. As it is, I’ve gotta get what I can of your presence before you have to go back to work.” She sighed a little and pressed her face to his chest. “I only mind because I miss you.”