Placing his coffee cup on the table, Duncan took Lynn’s and did the same. Then he moved in close enough to press up against Lynn’s thigh. He stroked Lynn’s hair, gently pushing it away from Lynn’s face.
“I love your hair. You always wear it in a ponytail, and I’ve been dying to see what it looked like unrestrained. It’s gorgeous, silky soft, just as I expected.”
Moving to caress Lynn’s cheek, he leaned in and kissed Lynn on the forehead.
“Is this okay?”
Reaching up to touch Duncan’s hand, Lynn replied, “More than okay.”
With that, Duncan moved down to kiss the tip of Lynn’s nose, then both cheeks until finally he kissed Lynn’s lips. Eyes falling closed, Lynn kissed him back and grabbed hold of Duncan’s shirt to pull him closer. Duncan slowly pushed Lynn back onto the sofa cushions.
