Shop

Between the two of us, we quickly collect the items on my list. We head to the checkout; I pay for the items, and as I turn to leave, he says, "Thanks."

"For what?", I ask, as an inquisitive starts to unfold on my face.

"It was brave of you to ride on me like that when they were watching, and making them see how much they missed out on. So I wanted to say thanks." He paused, before continuing, "Also, Since you gave me your number, and set such a scrumptious photo of you on its contact page, does that mean were. . . an item now? Does that mean we're dating? Was this a date? "

I pause, biting my lip, before saying, "I guess it does make us an 'item, doesn't it? As for are we dating, hit me up if you are off some time to power, and find out" I give him a proactive look, and as I turn around, he surprises me back. We kiss right there, and soon, our bodies are reset against each other. After a moment, I wonder what happens, only for us to kiss once more, longer than before.

We pull away, surprised and aroused, shining from my face in equal measure. I look him in the eyes and say, "Call me," while a smile forms on my face. He nods, and I walk out of the shopping store and to my car. I hear cheering in the background, but give it no mind.