"No, no no no. No. You can be as forward as you like to be. I mean... I don't mind getting kissed sometimes. Yeah. It was nice." The nicest kiss he'd ever had by far. Every one he'd had before that (and there weren't that many) were the kind of sloppy fourteen-year-olds in the basement kissing, all hormones and confusion and not knowing what he was actually doing. Hers was... chaste and gentle and it made his heart flutter.
"I promise, I'll try to come up with something better than fast food and fire for our second date. Assuming this was, you know. A first one." He tried to sound more casual than he actually felt.