I got shocked before.  At the playground in Paki park you get shocked when you go down the slide.  Its a painful pop.  But this was good.  I liked this.

So I started to lean in again.  My lips met hers faster this time.  We were both prepared for the feeling so neither of us jumped.  It was just her lips on mine with our eyes closed.  It was perfect.  We didn’t try any of the things you see on Tv or movies.  It was plain and simple.

When we pulled away it was because Spencer and I were no longer able to keep our lips puckered.  We were smiling so much that it was no longer a kiss.

I really wanted to kiss her again, but didn’t.  One kiss for tonight would make this more special.  I wanted to savor this moment forever.  I needed a way to preserve this feeling.

Then I got the best idea.  I jumped up from my cozy spot on the chair and ran over to my desk.  I had to dig through a few drawers but I finally found my thin black sharpie.  As soon as I grabbed it I ran back to Spencer and jumped into the still warm chair.  

She looked at me confused as I took her wrist and as carefully as I could I drew a heart.  It was plain black and simple.  But it was nice.  I finished and looked up into her confused eyes.

“Its to remember our first kiss.”  I told her.  “It’ll represent how much we love each other.”  I added shyly.  I felt a blush cover my face and looked down.  Without a word Spencer took the marker and my wrist.  She drew her own heart on me and we exchanged the biggest smiles to date.

I looked at our matching sharpie tattoo’s and silently vowed that one day I’d permanently write that into my skin.  

The blonde let out a huge yawn and I followed suit.  She nuzzled further into the chair as I draped the quilt over us.  It was obvious we weren’t going to make it to my bed.  

“Ash?”  Spencer said softly next to my ear.