One sunny morning, you were found in the kitchen making breakfast for both yourself and Clive. Still dressed in your pajamas, you looked like you had just gotten out of bed. While you cooked, you sang and danced a bit until Clive came up from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning down to give you a kiss on your neck.

Good morning, Beautiful.~

You turned around and shouted at him, "I will get you for that!" Then, you started chasing him around the house until he slipped and fell on top of you. He laughed, and for a moment, he was trying to catch his breath. Leaning down closer to your face, just inches from your lips, you wondered, "Was he about to kiss me?" He smirked at your flushed cheeks.

May I kiss you?