Whoa, Ronnie was definitely feeling good that night. He brought his hands to her hips, squeezing there in response. She was playing with that strawberry, taunting him with it---bringing it to his lips? To share? That was acceptable, though he noted they'd cut right to the chase. Usually this was done with a long noodle, wasn't it?

He laughed, causing the strawberry to wobble before he accepted his half and shaped his lips against hers. This was the fun part. He kissed her firmly as a signal, tapping out a one-two-three on her shoulder. With any luck, they'd bite down as one.

How sweet it was.