Champagne Kisses
I kissed him like I had wanted to kiss him every day since we said goodbye.
I would have kissed him for forever, but a truck zoomed past, shaking the car and honking loudly. Dean and I were startled out of the kiss, noticing that sunlight was now filtering through the car windows. The rain had slowed from the torrential downpour back into a light mist. The sky was lighter and the thunder no longer made the ground shake. Our gray world of rain had dissolved, and we were back in the real world. Dean let go of my hand.
"Dean, I-" I started, my hand touching my lips. I wanted to kiss him again, but now the world could see us.
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