Images of her in a pencil skirt, combined with the feel of her body pressed to his, and then a kiss thrown in.. not just any kiss, but a very good, lasting kiss.. and Charlie was speechless for a few seconds. His hands slid over her back as he returned her enthusiasm with his lips and tongue. She reminded him of the spray that came off waves. Cool, refreshing, somewhat salty. He licked his lips when she pulled back and smiled. "Well.. here's to hoping you want to a lot." He then placed a quick, silly peck on her nose.
"How'd you like some cotton candy?" he asked with a chuckle. It seemed appropriate on this date. He wished he could take her to a baseball game, or something equally fun that reminded him of more carefree days.