What kind of type he was, bold or not bold, not even Slav was sure. He had spent more time with actually noticing females in the last two weeks than he had in several years before. Cars had held his attention for the most part, but without something literaly shiny pulling his attention away, he remembered why exactly he liked girls and women as much as he did.
"You do too," the young man spoke in the same tone, at the same volume. While he did hesitate a moment, the urge to kiss her overwhelmed him, and while her eyes were still closed, he dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers. Slav's hands settled, one on her hip, one on her shoulder. Plenty of room for her to move away from him if she chose to.