"Klaus, I..." Emma murmured, her voice almost a whisper, moving slightly away from Klaus, but at that moment Klaus grabbed the back of her head, making her turn and face him again.
Their eyes met in the soft moonlight coming through the windows and windshield of the car. A shy smile appeared on Klaus' lips, as if they were irresistibly attracted by a magnetic force, and he moved forward gently, bringing his lips close to hers. Emma, caught up in the moment, closed her eyes instinctively, anticipating the imminent kiss. Their lips were millimeters apart.
Suddenly, however, the blaring sound of a car horn ripped through the air, making them both jump out of their seats.
A large pick-up truck sped past them, almost hitting them, and the young people in the car shouted:
"Viva la vida!"
"Uhuuu!" One girl shouted, with almost half her body sticking out of the car through the window.
