He set his empty cup down on the counter absentmindedly, and sensed, rather than felt, himself move towards her, as if in a trance. In his haze he was dimly aware he was becoming aroused once again, but at the moment he wanted nothing more than to snatch her up and find out if their first kiss so long ago had truly been as passionate as he remembered. With wide eyes, Aisha watched as he advanced on her. Oh God….he wants to…kiss me…she thought, and suddenly felt her stomach flip-flop. Her thighs began trembling, and demurely she clamped her legs closed and caught her breath.
