His heart kicked up almost immediately. Right, okay. She wasn't here to mother him. Now, what was he supposed to do? His eyes went wide for a second, panicked, but rather than try to slow things down he leapt eagerly in. Okay, so he should kiss back. How did it go? Move his lips against hers, right? He could do that.

So he did, sitting forward a bit and by instinct finding a slightly better angle. But where should he put his other hand? On her waist, maybe? He tried it, and braced himself for a slap.