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She announced it to the group - one more drink then she had to leave - and he felt the buzz of intoxication drain from his body. It happened every time and he was rapidly growing very tired of it. He so selfishly wanted her time; all of it.
She tilted her head back as she drained the last of her drink, said an overly cheerful goodbye to her friends and slipped out from the booth they always occupied on nights like this.
Cool air filled the space where she had been, sending chills down his spine. He hadn't even realised that she had spent the past hour leaning comfortably against his side but now that the warmth of her body was gone, he so desperately wanted it back.
He shuffled along the booth, slipped out the end and followed her path toward the exit.
"Kate," he called out to her. He rushed his steps until he was close enough to reach out for her hand. "Wait up."
She turned back around, a smile on her face and - God, she was beautiful.
He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol that coursed through him, or if it was just sheer stupidity but he felt brave as he took one more step toward her, invading her space.
The smile on her face was so quickly replaced with a look of curiosity - but she didn't pull back, didn't question the rise of his free hand as his palm pressed gently to her cheek.
She didn't flinch, didn't hesitate when his lips brushed against hers. And after just one stuttering heartbeat he felt her lips press back against his.
It was soft and sweet: a perfect, breath-taking moment.
He pulled away slowly and pursed his lips to savour the warmth left by her. He watched her as her eyes fluttered open and locked onto his, a subtle blush shading her cheeks.
"Good night," he whispered.
She gave his hand a gentle squeeze before she let go.