Peppering the light was his presence–its own spice that prickled my sense–making me want to sneeze almost.

Almost.

But then, as he drew closer to me, his eyes softened, their focus sharpened. The line of his mouth took on a pronounced border, a span of pink flesh engorged with sensuality, an intelligence in the whole movement. An inevitability that before I had time to realize it, pressed against my lips in a wondrous, warm kiss.