Feeling where his eyes, his cheekbones, and his jaw were. It gave her a quick mental picture.
Alice smiled. He was a handsome boy for sure.
Clyde asked her, “Would you like to see how my lips feel?”
Everything stopped as his lips pressed against hers.
Perhaps short was not quite the right word
Even diminutive didn’t fit her stature
There was so much crammed in that tiny package
It boggled his mind as he lay there
The fact that she graced him with a slight smug smile made his heart flutter
Even as his jaw throbbed from her uppercut