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!”

“So.. Where do you want to go? What do you want to do? I’ve never really done something like that..” Stiles asked timidly, his blush intensifying, if that was even possible.

She looked up at him, eyes flickering up, then away, and gently touched her fingertips to his cheek. “Could we — could we go canoeing? Out on the lake? I’d like that .. “

“Canoeing? Is that even safe? Also what lake are we talking about here? I didn’t know there was a lake in Beacon Hills!” Stiles babbled in a confused tone, brows furrowing in an adorable way.

“Of course it’s safe!” Summer protested. She pouted at him. “If you don’t want to, then you suggest a date.”

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