A first

She pushed open the door and walked in, anticipating that crooked smile she loved. She found him downstairs behind the ping pong table messing with some stuff. Turning around he pulled her into a hug as if he had done it a million times before. He didn't let go. His hands slid up and down her back and sides making her feel as if it were her first time to be embraced by a man. He held so tight with so much feeling and curiosity. She was afraid to look back at him, afraid she would lose composure and kiss him. Trying to hide her fascination with the urge to touch his lips, she playfully rubbed her nose against his.