"can i have some of your coffee?"
"oh of course"
i handed her the coffee mug. she took it from me and sipped it gently, her eyes dropping every now and then.
"are you okay?"
"yeah"
i knew she was lying but didn't want to press. after a long swig of my coffee, she placed it back on the table. i released a loud laugh.
"what?"
"there's coffee foam on your lip"
she turned a vibrant pink and hurried to remove the foam from where it had formed a little moustache.
i smiled.
"uhm. what are you writing?"
"lyrics"
"can i read?"
"yeah"
i handed her the book hesitantly. as she read, i picked up my coffee and drank a little.
it may have been an indirect kiss but it was good enough for me.