Kiss
While Wuming was putting on his shoes, Addison wrapped her arms around him. "Can't I come with you?"
"I'll be back," he said. "Chen sounded distressed. I have to see how he's doing."
"We're going out on a date this afternoon?" she leaned against his back.
Wuming didn't want to make a promise. "I'll let you know as soon as I know what's going on with my brother." He pulled her face close and kissed her lips before he stood up, clasping the watch on his wrist.
He found Addison grinning. "What's wrong with you?"
"You kissed me!" she said.
He frowned. "Didn't you feel my kisses last night? In the tub this morning?"
"No!" she laughed dropping on the bed, wearing an oversized shirt and nothing underneath. She got up so swift Wuming had to back off an inch. She looked like a crazed woman, her hair still wet from the bath matted on her face.
"Can you stop looking at me like that?" Wuming said. "You're seriously creepy."