“If we were on a real date, and things were progressing well…” I begin, my nerves frayed, both hands now clenched into tight fists at my sides. “Would it be appropriate for me to kiss you right now?” Fluttering eyelashes glance up at me, her pupils dilated, her irises the brightest blue. “Oh, um, I think that depends on the girl,” Sydney explains, her voice catching slightly. “Let’s assume that girl is you.” A slow nod accompanies her sudden fidgeting. “In that case, yes. It would be appropriate.”
