He kissed me like I was a hogmoth dancing in the nether breeze and I kissed him like he was a mongoose who just needed love. It was sweet and honest and utterly ours and as our hands returned to kneading the dough, I fell into the rhythm of baking with him and together we made the butteriest bagels that I ever had made which we devoured together away from the crowd. And not a single crumb was offered to Justin’s thin lips.
