You tug on Anton's jacket, pulling him aside while his swimmer friends went to the showers. Anton makes sure they're gone before smiling down at you.

As you lean up, he leans down to meet your lips mid-air. A secret kiss is thrilling, making this young love more appealing than ever.

"How did I do?" Anton asks softly, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip. He was able to taste a hint of vanilla through the kiss. He had just finished his competition today, and won first place.