Donnie

Olivia answered the door. "Donnie!" she exclaimed. Donnie was 6'3", stocky, with his black hair in a crew cut and dark-rimmed glasses. Donnie had retired from volleyball after not making the cut for Team USA right after college. He went to grad school, and now taught high school biology and coached various sports.

She was certainly excited to see Donnie, but there was a slight air between them. Even though many years had passed, Donnie was the one person on this guest list that Olivia had once had a more intimate relationship with. It didn't last long, but they went out a few times, and it started to get serious. Olivia was more into it than Donnie was, and he was the one who broke it off -- and the ending wasn't particularly amicable.

As Olivia thought back on it, she thought she remembered some resolution between them, but maybe it was just the blur of time.

Donnie smiled at her. "It's wonderful to see you, Liv. It's been a while."

She reached out to give him a hug. He stepped forward, but through a minor miscommunication of body language (i.e., who's head goes to which side), he wound up face to face with her in what started as an accidental bump of mouths.

Olivia was suddenly awash with all kinds of old and confusing feelings about Donnie. Memories of the past combined with her lifestyle in this house left her feeling excited, nervous, and unsure what to do.

Donnie had his own feelings about the past and knew nothing of the house, but he always remember Olivia fondly and in the moment, decided to play off the accident as an attempt at a social and friendly kiss. He pursed his lips upon hers, and then pulled his head back.

Olivia, her reflexes making decisions for her, returned the kiss, though with more fire. The two of them held each other, lips locked, as they stumbled back into the house. The door swung shut behind them, the bang of the latch startling Donnie. He pulled off the kiss.

"Oh!" said Olivia. "Gotta be honest, I didn't expect the party to begin that way!" She smiled at him and affectionately patted his chest. "No complaints, though! Please, let's get you a drink." She ushered him toward the kitchen, but before they got there, the doorbell rang.

"Just a sex, Donnie -- I mean, oh god, my mouth and tongue, I mean just a sec, a second, and why am I talking to you about my mouth and tongue?"

Donnie laughed. Olivia blushed, shook her head, and walked back to the front door. She gently touched her lips with her finger, feeling and tasting the kiss that Donnie had delivered, one of the most enjoyable surprises she had ever had.