"Rae Bennett, do you want to kiss?"
It was very sudden.
Rae Bennett was startled for a moment, "Yes."
Wyatt Wright unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned slightly forward, and kissed her.
The rain poured down fiercely and rapidly, with an aggressive momentum, much like Wyatt's kiss.
The car window was closed by him.
Exactly twenty-seven seconds later, he timed the stop. The red light turned green, and the car moved again.
Rae Bennett clutched her seatbelt, her face slightly flushed, gasping for breath, "Mr. Wyatt, you're becoming bolder."
He looked at the road ahead, "What do you mean by bolder?"
"You never used to kiss me in public before," Rae Bennett said, basking happily in the sweetness of the moment.
"Inside the car doesn't count as public," Wyatt said, feeling a bit hot. He rolled down the window to let the cold air in.
