Art nodded. He didn't know how to show how much he needed her without involving lips.<br/>"Sorry." He muttered, showing faux shyness. He swayed with her in his arms. He looked at the sky and caught a glimpse of a shooting star. "Quick, lover! Make a wish. There's a shooting star."<br/>As she looked up at the sky, he quickly covered her mouth with his own. "I got my wish." He whispered in Cuba ear, not hiding the lust he was feeling.<br/>What was the point of hiding it when she was pressed up against his body. Realizing how much me wanted her, he moved away a little, putting the smallest space between. His body and hers. This time the shyness wasn't fake.<br/>He broke away from her and grabbed his bag and sweater. "Come on. We can go eat at my house. And watch a movie. If you want." He reached out his hand. "Come on, let's go already!" He said in a sing songy voice.