You were both in the parking lot, Jim's back was leaning against the wall as he held you firmly by you waist. It was a little late and work was over, you were both just enjoying each other's company.

Jim ran his other hand over your cheek and his thumb gently caressed your cheek, then he brushed a couple of strands behind your ear and looked at you with that half smile that characterized him so much and brought his face close to yours.

"I was thinking that we could go to dinner or... anythingyou want..." He murmured, softly. His eyes moved from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes. You and Jim had started a relationship a couple of months ago and, to tell the truth, you couldn't be having a better time than now.