Their First Kiss

KAREN

Short, rapid knocks on the front door jerk me out of sleep making me jump off my seat with a startle.

Who could it be?

Glancing at the clock over my head to see what time it is, it is fifteen minutes to midnight.

Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I walk as fast as my heavy legs can carry me, slightly irritated by the consistent knocking on the door by whoever the fuck it is.

"Who the fuck are you?" I call out angrily.

The knocking ceased immediately.

"Karen, it's me," though his voice was muffled, I recognized it immediately.

"Henley? What the fuck?" I hurriedly opened the door to find an exhausted Henley leaning heavily on the door post.

"Hey baby girl," he offered a weak smile.

This man is really stressed out.

"I have a lot of questions, but come in," stepping to the side to make way for him to pass, I wondered if he's alright.

"I didn't know you could swear," he said to me.

"Hmm, now you know," I replied sarcastically which only made him laugh. In a goofy way.

"It's