"Hi, yourself," Ira replied. He smiled, held out the flowers, and leaned in to kiss Ebony's cheek. Every time he saw her felt like the first time. His smile grew, and for a moment he felt like a school boy crushing on his teacher. It took a moment to reign those feelings in, and regroup.
"How're you?" he asked, a hand moving to caress her shoulder in a warm, intimate gesture.