"How many licks does it take to get to the center, not bites," she pointed out in regards to his comment about tootsie pops, and kissed him back softly. Pulling away slightly, she swallowed nervously and kicked a few twigs aside before kneeling down in front of him, sitting back on her heels.

She tried not to look as anxious as she felt, but knew she was failing miserably. He wanted this a lot, and she didn't want to screw it up and ruin it for him.