He wiggled his toes inside his shoes and looked around the dark park, anywhere but at the beautiful woman sitting beside him. Martin dared a glance over to Molly as she slipped her arm through the crook of his. Martin knew what was supposed to happen after a date, but he didn't want to botch it up. Neither did he want to ignore it.
"Em, M-m-molly?" he stammered.
"Yeah?" she turned and Martin quickly ducked in, his lips quickly brushing hers.
Though neither looked at the other, they both smiled.