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Complications Over Coffee
(Asrai Devin)

"That sucks. It could turn out for the better, eventually. Maybe you will meet someone who changes your mind about relationships."



"Maybe."



"Okay, then. Thank you for asking me to unload on you. Next time I see you, I will be embarrassed by this conversation."



"Don't be. Passion in a woman is very sexy." He moved in closer. His voice lowered a few octaves. She could feel his breath on her face. Even that smelled good.

"Oh. Well, I'll try to remember that."



He brushed his lips across hers. Her heart stopped and her stomach did flips of joy. She put her hands on his arms to hold herself upright. He didn't look it, but he had muscle. A lot of it.



He put his hands under her to pull her closer as his lips parted against hers. She opened and met the tip of his tongue somewhere in the middle. After they danced a short time, he pulled away. She leaned against him. "I'm glad to know I do remember how to kiss."



"Yes you do." 



They pulled apart. "Right. Very embarrassed next time I see you. I don't usually...in friend's driveways."



"I don't either. I mean I pick up- oh telling you that won't make either of us feel better. That was awesome. I'm sure we'll run into each other again, but I will try not to molest you in daylight. And you have no reason to feel embarrassed. You're quite good with the lips."



"Thank you. Good day Mr. Porter."



"Call me Corey." 



She offered her hand. He shook it then departed. For his sports car. Definitely 

not suitable long-term material. But he had a few nights of fun potential.