"What? No-- it ain't that," he protested when the question sunk in. Shocking, more like it. Unfamiliar. Ain't like he ever had a chance for this sort of thing before... even before the apocalypse.

But she was looking up at him like that and all he could think to stop it was leaning forward again to press his lips back to hers. It was tentative, a little unsure if only because he wasn't all that used to it.