She’s been waiting for this opportunity for a while, actually. Getting up her nerve to take the chance. Summer gently pushes Stiles against the wall, tugs his head down, and kisses him. Then she lets go and walks away, seemingly quite calm.

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“Holy Shit Summer! ” Stiles exclaimed flabbergasted, trailing after the redhead with his mouth open.
“Summer, Wait!”

“Really..” Stiles murmured, pulling her in for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate than the last one.

She locked her hands into his shirt, hanging on. She felt like her knees were melting out from beneath her. After a long moment where she tried desperately to reciprocate his kiss, she drew back to breathe. “Stiles .. ” She cleared her throat, trying to get herself back under control. “I-if you’re going to do /that/ again, maybe we should, uh, go somewhere else.”

“How about I take you on a date first?” Stiles stuttered, blushing furiously about Summer’s previous comments.

“Yeah.” Summer nodded convulsively. “Yes, that’s a good idea, yes.”

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