Wild Night

The mysterious man suddenly pulls your face towards him and kisses you. You instinctively close your eyes and melt into his kiss, your mind thinking of nothing but his soft lips on yours. His hands move to your hips, moving you closer to him, and your fingers snake through his brown hair.

Your common sense starts to kick in, and you jerk your head back. The guy looks apologetic, though still adorable, with his messy hair and lipstick-smudged lips. You fight the urge to either slap or kiss him.

"Sophie?!" Someone shouts from behind you. You turn and see an outraged Jake. He stretches out his hand.

The man you just kissed lets go of your hips. You glance up at him, and his pleading eyes.

"Wait," he starts. "I can explain, I promise."

Jake huffs impatiently. "Sophie, are we leaving or what?"