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“So, this is that awkward moment at the end of our date where I want to kiss you again but I don’t want to overstep any boundaries. Since we’re still getting to know each other, it might be too soon. And I would hate to get slapped.”

Naomi giggled, her eyes shifting in a slight roll. “Do you often get slapped when you kiss a woman?”

He grinned. “Not at all. But if I kiss you, it won’t be like last time. It won’t be a casual kiss on the cheek. Or a light peck on your lips. This time I plan to kiss you like you’ve never been kissed before.”

“Well, if I’m honest with you,” Naomi started, her weight shifting from side to side, “this is that moment where I want to be kissed but I don’t want you to think that I’m too forward. I wouldn’t want you to get the wrong impression of me. Because I am not that kind of woman.”

Patrick leaned to drop his bag onto the coffee table. He took a step toward her, closing the distance between them.