His grasp of my shirt and hand were completely gone then. There was complete silence in the darkness all around me.
I felt through the air were Colt had just been, but all I came up with was empty air. I panicked inside. Oh he so knew how to call my bluff!
I looked upward and lost my last vestige of self-respect as I said, "Alright I'll kiss you."
I was greeted with silence.
"Colt?"
Nothing.
I turned around and abruptly ran into something solid. It was Colt.
He was silent and I tried to not let it show what a relief that it was that he was still here.
I had to live up to my part of the bargain as it were though. I felt with my hand upward and located his lips. Swallowing reflexively I rose up on my toes and gave him a quick kiss that landed off-center so much so that I more or less just pecked at his cheek.
"I'll leave for good this time if that's the best you can bring yourself to kiss me." Came his sardonic reply in the darkness.
I shook my head no and said, "No you won't."
"I won't?"
"You're not that kind of man Colt. I know you better than to think that you would leave me in here alone."
"Then why did you just panic like you did when you thought I'd gone. Don't lie to me Kim."
"I have deep-seated negative programming of what I expect of men that blinds me sometimes as to what reality is. You're one of only a few men that doesn't fall into the stereotypes that I'm used to dealing with."
What I'd just said was the truth and then not sure why I said, "I thought you were going to kiss me."
"Do you want me to kiss you Kim?"
I didn't say anything. His hands pulled me closer, until I could feel his hot breath against my forehead.
"Kiss me first and then I'll give you what you want."
He was right there and the scent of him was oddly intoxicating and I suddenly forgot all remembrance of why I was against this. I leaned up and kissed him on the lips for a few brief seconds, but it was enough to send my heart spinning.
"That was a good start Kim. Now I'll kiss you. Tell me if you want me to stop."
"Stop!" I said quickly.
His hands left me, "Okay."
He was readily telling the truth as to how I could trust him by his actions alone. Something inside of me mourned the loss of what he had been about to do.