Here's what I came up with:
She could feel the sunshine on her face through his half-opened window as she crept into his room that morning. She tried hard to ignore his friend who was asleep on the floor not more than a few feet from where he lay. Could she do this with his friend there? But, she had promised him a kiss, and she would keep her word.
What was she doing here? She'd never kissed anyone in her life. As she came down to kneel beside him, she could feel her knees tremble and nearly give way.
'Just wonderful! I'll collapse right on top of him! How romantic," she thought as she regained her composure.
She glanced down at his handsome face as a wisp of his chocolate-brown hair fell across his closed eyelids. He looked so much like a little boy like that. She could feel her pulse quicken as she fought to ignore someone talking beyond the paper-thin doors leading to his room. It was his friends from school. She prayed silently that they hadn't seen her moving along like the shadows in the early dawn.
She had to do this - no, she wanted to do this.
Gently, she leaned forward and brought her lips but a breath away from his when suddenly he turned in his sleep.
Startled, she jumped away from him and he turned over to face the wall. As she did, she banged her forearm into his best friend still sleeping behind them. The boy made a noise of annoyance but didn't wake up.
God, this was to be harder than she imagined. And now his back was turned to her!
So standing up, she went to the otherside of him and knelt down once more.
Yet the angle in which he slept with his hand covering his face made it next to impossible to get close.
Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere - it came from the otherside of them.
"If you want to kiss him, just wake him up and tell him!"
She peered cautiously over her boyfriend's sleeping form to see his best friend smiling at her.
"Because if he doesn't kiss you, I will!"
She just tried to smile and laugh despite herself. He smirked at her bashful response and turned over on his side away from them.
When she looked back to her boyfriend's sleeping face, she found his eyes meet hers. He was awake.
She felt like getting up and running, but he reached out to grasp her wrist.
"Is it true?" he whispered.
"Ummm...what do you mean?"
"You want to kiss me?"
"It was a mistake..." she said, stumbling for the right words.
"How can wanting to kiss someone be a mistake. Come closer, it's OK."
She gulped visibly as she felt the pressure of his hand on her wrist when he gently brought her foreward. He sat up on his elbow and coaxed her to lie down next to him.
She felt as nervous as a little girl as he rolled her closer to him and took her into his arms. His arms circled her waist and she could feel his muscles rippling under the silk of his pajamas. The warmth of him was unmistakenable.
This felt too good, it had to be wrong. She wanted to get up once again, when all of a sudden his lips found hers. Slowly, his mouth moved like a gentle caress and with a gentle tug his tongue slid between her lips. It felt achingly wonderful as he moaned deeply into her cheek. She wanted every morning to be like this one. He smelled of day old cologne and cinammon from the paste he brushed his teeth with. Her mind drifted as she moved her arms up around his strong neck.
"So that's where you got off to!" came her sister's voice as she heard the bedroom door open above them.
Jumping apart they both looked up at her, she just smiled down at them with her arms across her chest.
Hope that helps
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