Starbucks Adventure - Part 2.

The non-date continued flawlessly, the talk coming as easily as it always did with the two of them. He was saying something about his ex, as she examined a blue-green hummingbird hovering right outside the window of the coffee shop, seemingly eavesdropping on all the juicy gossip. She wished that she could move the conversation towards something else, anything else, a topic far from his ex. It was just so depressing hearing this story again for the hundredth time.
"I just don't know..." he was continuing.
"I know it's hard, but I promise you'll find someone," she comforted, reaching out her hand to cover his on the table. He paused and looked down at her soft hand on top of his, smiled, then looked back up. This was the first time they'd touched this way. He let a smile play across his face.
"You know, you're right," he said. "I shouldn't dwell on it." He had never seen her in this way before. That was when he realized, the shy smile, the playing with her hair, and now touching his hand. She was flirting with him. And he liked it. How could he have been so blind to not notice this before? He glanced out the window past the still-hovering bird, his eyes resting on the grassy park down the street.
He looked back at her, "You wanna get out of here?"
"Sounds like a plan," she smiled, grabbing her purse off the windowsil and resting the strap back on her shoulder.
They slowly walked past the restaurants and shops on the street, heading towards the peaceful looking park in the distance. The walk was quiet, which was strange for them, but they were just happy with eachother's company, so they didn't much mind the silence. When they got to the park, he motioned towards an old, rusty-looking picnic table under a giant maple tree. She smiled and followed his lead over to the table.
"I love this place," she broke the silence, plopping herself down next to him on top of the table. "It's just so pretty!"
He didn't say anything, just kept staring at her. Watching her beautiful eyes take in their surroundings, their deep green matching the grassy field. He gently reached his pinkie toward her hand, leaving it to rest over her fingers. She looked up at him, met his eyes. She moved her hand a little under his, their fingers now entertwined haphazardly between them. A leaf caught the light breeze and floated down from the tree above them, drifted down between them and landed on the table, but neither seemed to notice. He broke his gaze from hers for a moment, looking at her mouth, those precious lips. Oh, how he longed to taste that kiss. He moved his gaze back to her deep, mysterious eyes, leaned slowly closer. She met him halfway, the two pausing in the middle, neither wanting to make the first move, but both anxiously waiting for it to happen. He stared into her eyes for one last moment, took a deep breath, and went for it. He pressed his lips against hers in a deeply passionate kiss. She hesitated for a moment, stiffening, but then gave into the pleasure, realizing that this was exactly what she'd been wanting. She wrapped her arms around his neck, one hand running through his hair, letting her body press fully against his. He lifted his strong hands to her waist, pulling her even closer. The kiss grew in intensity as the two gave into their desires. Moved his lips a bit lower to suck on her bottom lip, let his tongue gently trace her mouth, then went back to the kiss. It seemed to last forever, until he finally couldn't control himself anymore. He pulled away, this time letting his kiss wander. First to her cheek, then down her neck. She let his hot tongue caress her neck, thouroughly enjoying every minute of it. What in the world am I doing? she asked herself silently. He is my friend, nothing more. She wasn't sure how they had gotten here, or what would come of it. All she knew was that she didn't want it to stop. She wanted to stay right here in his arms, forever and ever.