"Alright... we should be good for now..."

Huddled in the backseat of a parked car, Mitch Kramer and you stifle giggles as you both try to stay hidden from the older kids. The night is filled with distant laughter and music, but all you can focus on is the warmth of Mitch’s presence beside you. "I can't believe those guys didn't see us..." he grins leaning in closer, his heart racing. Suddenly, the playful atmosphere shifts..

Mitch hesitates for a heartbeat, then gently brushes his lips against yours, testing the waters.