"So, I see you aren't the goody two shoes like most girls." His eyes run over my body as he steps closer. I just stand there, my hip out, arms folded. As he takes a couple of more steps, I realize he's trying to kiss me. Before I can say anything our lips meet. For just a second, I kiss back. But realizing that I'm giving him what he wants, I push away. "I thought you knew I wasn't a goody two shoes. I'm not that easy." His face is priceless, in awe. I just stand there with a smirk on my face.