And

I don't need to blush more than once a day."
She smiled, a very gentle smile. "It doesn't hurt your looks at all, you know. And that clumsy approach of yours helps me keep thinking I'm still in my teens too, so I'd say it's a good thing."
I smiled back, still nervous. "I guess you make me nervous because you're the only woman I'm serious about."
"Are you?"
I swallowed. "I've been in love with you for years, Syl. Just not ready to admit it."
You can insert your own experience of a first happy kiss here; I'm pretty sure they're all the same to the lucky people involved. Time stops, or passes, but it certainly doesn't behave the same, and the rest of the world doesn't exist. Oh, I'd kissed