Admit to the intensity of your feelings.

You're confused. Clearly your date wanted to be kissed and she seemed to greatly enjoy it, but now the facade of the playful minks is gone, and you're not sure why.

“Selina,” you try to explain, “My apologizes if that was too forward . . . It's been a long time . . . I thought I was ready . . . I think I am . . . but that kiss, wow, the intensity . . . it's like nothing I have felt . . . even with . . . I don't . . .”

“I can't do this.” Kyle interrupts shaking her head with a distraught look. “Not like this, not with you.”

“What are you talking about?” You are greatly puzzled.

Opening up her purse she takes out your phone and gives it to you.

“Why . . . how did you have this?”

With one gracefully motion she stands and effortlessly jumps out of the boat to the nearby emergency landing. Looking back she gives a melancholy smile, “I'm sorry, doc, you deserve better,” and opens the door.

Emergency lights flash, warning alarms sound and the boat comes to a sudden halt as you sit alone completely bewildered, holding your phone.