Should I? Maybeck asked himself. He was stunned she hadn't pulled away when he held her hand. They sat still, save Maybeck's thumb rubbing Charlene's palm. Their faces were close, he was somewhat lost in her eyes as they sparkled and glowed in a shade of blue that all but made Maybeck melt.
A few minutes went by. Maybeck tore his gaze away from her eyes which he was lost in, and looked to the lips of the girl who sat so close in front of him. Her light pink lips had a slight smile, perfect was all that ran through his mind. He bit his own lip. Should I? he thought to himself once more.
Charlene noticed the beautiful dark eyes she had been staring into had moved. Their gaze were now on her lips. She saw he bit his own lip. This isn't happening she thought to herself.
Maybeck leaned forward. Charlene's eyes fluttered shut. Their lips pressed together.
Maybeck's lips felt warm against Charlene's mouth. She all but melted and he put an arm around her.