This Is What I Call A Kiss.

The current Cheryl was different from the one that snuggled up to him on the couch just now.

Seeing the way her body had suddenly stiffened in his embrace, Jason gently turned her around to face him and lifted her chin.

A rush of emotions surged through Cheryl as she stared at Jason's exquisitely perfect features.

With the enigmatic smile which lighted up Jason's face, a lump caught in Cheryl's throat as she continued to gaze at the incredibly handsome man that belonged to her alone.

Her thick lashes framing her eyes flickered inexplicably and she lowered her gaze downwards.

Seeing how smitten Cheryl was, Jason decided not to tease her any further and gently led her outside the house, his arms snaked around her tender waist.

Together on the porch as the evening sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, and the gentle breeze played with her hair, Cheryl finally relaxed.