1994, Huntington Beach, CA.

His lips felt amazing against yours. His hands found their way up under your T-shirt and gently caressed your chest. Jonathan moaned softly into the kiss, pulling you closer against him. It just kept getting better and better until…

A sharp knock on the dressing room door startled the two of you out of your ’moment’.

“Uh, you okay in there?” A voice said from behind the door.

“I’m fine,” Jonathan called back, and eventually the other person went away.