Gwen wasn’t much of a touchy person. Usually holding hands and light kisses wouldn’t hurt her in a relationship. Light kisses on her lips, cheeks, face, whatever never hurt.

After school ended, you snuck up behind Gwen and your lips found their way to kiss Gwen’s shoulder lovingly.

You swore you felt her body tense and when she spoke it sounded like heaven. “Don’t do that without warning,” Gwen spoke, “I would’ve punched you.”