A Kiss

We were sitting next to each other--closely. I turned to look up at him and caught him staring at me, but unlike most people caught staring, he didn't look away. Instead, he held my gaze so that suddenly it was I who couldn't look away. The next thing I knew, he leaned in and kissed me, and though I was scared at first, I kissed him back. I knew we shouldn't have kissed, and despite my mind's protests, we kissed more and more, holding each other closely, entangling our arms until I feared we would never let go.
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Sound hot? It was. Too bad it was only a dream.