Alicia's mouth opened in a gasp as his lips found hers. Not in surprise, not really. It was more of a shock that he wold kiss a Muggleborn, in public no less. Alicia felt her gut tightened, realizing that she was enjoying the kiss and how very wrong that was. And how very, very bad. She pulled back her face back, rising on her tiptoes and moving so that her lips were near his ear. So close that any movement meant skin brushing skin. So close that he could probably feel her flushed cheek against his.
Damn that Firewhiskey. Because that is what was causing her to blush. Nothing else. Certainly not the kiss. Nope. Not a chance.
"A bit of a cliche," she said, praying he hadn't heard how breathless that sounded. She needed to regain control here. "You weren't completely rubbish so I guess you surprised me after all." She moved her face to look at him, never stepping back, never giving him the satisfaction.
"Fair is fair. What's my challenge then?" She did love a good challenge.