She looked up at him as his hand covered hers, keeping her from opening the door. She blushed slightly as his hand stroked her cheek. He liked the dress, that sent flutters through her stomach again. She smiled softly, "Megan thought you would like it." she mumbled before his mouth took her own. She leaned against the door slightly for support as her mouth moved with his. She'd been dreaming of his kisses for weeks and this one left her all wobbley.
"Much better greeting." she rewarded him as he finally pulled away.