Without a word, Noah leaned forward, his eyes searching hers. The rain pounded on the stone overhead, creating a world of their own within the small alcove. Lilith hesitated for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. Then, almost imperceptibly, she leaned in closer, her silver eyes shimmering with a new emotion.
The kiss was unexpected, yet somehow inevitable. Noah's lips were warm and firm against hers, the taste of raindrops mingling with the sweet aftertaste of their cocktails. Time seemed to slow down, the world around them fading away. Lilith, for all her stoicism, couldn't help but melt into the embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck as their kiss deepened.
Kissing like this in the rain reminded her of certain lines she read recently in a romantic novel she borrowed from Priscilla to learn more about love and romance.
A Gift to cheer up your author.