Count/Counter Point

He tucked his hands into his pockets.

She stood there, glancing at the sidewalk.

He hunched his head down, and they're eyes met. Light Green and Dark Blue.

She looked up at his face, studying his expressions.

He smiled (awkwardly), tried to think of something to say.

She had a million things to say, but couldn't think of which.

He knew he had to do something quickly.

She stood there, waiting for him to do something.

He slowly placed his hands on her hips.

She felt her knee's wobble

He heard his chest thumping.

She heard something.

He leaned in.

She closed her eyes.

He went for it.

“Mwwwwwwah!”