Their eyes met through the glass. He stumbled closer, raising his hand to the window as he neared her. Her two hands were pressed to the glass as she peered out into the traffic of the moonlit boulevard. He pressed his palms into the outline of hers- they were so close to one another, almost touching. They looked into one another's eyes and leaned in, each one's lips meeting the cold glass. A window kiss.
It was her first kiss.. with a toddler boy on the street whom she'd never even met. It may have been through a restaurant window, but it was a kiss nonetheless.
And then she turned and giggled and called for her Papa to pick her up. And the boy spotted another girl play with and followed her down the sidewalk (oh boys, boys, boys...), and our dinner continued on. It looks like Biet is becoming quite the flirt..