Max gazed at him watching him lean in and she couldn't help but lean forward a bit and reach towards him. She lifted her dress a bit off the floor so she could move her left foot forward without tripping on it and making a fool of herself, and ruining what looked to be a perfect moment. In the least soppy and stupidly romantic way. Max had nothing against romance, she just had never felt it properly. There was never someone there who made her heart skip automatically, she knew that you had to get to know someone, so this was as close to love at first sight as possible for her. She didn't mind this at all, this was a perfect Christmas present, one dipped in spontaneity. Max hadn't felt this feeling in such a long time, a fuzzy ball of happiness and hope bubbled inside her, warming the rest of her. Her lips formed a soft smile, she did not try to be seducing at all like previous people had tried on with her in the past she became herself. The softer person that Zachary had pulled out of her gently.
Her mind broke off and wandered of its own accord as she lived in the moment, she knew what was happening. A simple kiss to represent thankfulness and she was giving him that, she was acknowledging him. She was kissing also kissing back because who would not miss out on that kind of chance? But also to just feel maybe a little wanted.
Her mind broke off and wandered of its own accord as she lived in the moment, she knew what was happening. A simple kiss to represent thankfulness and she was giving him that, she was acknowledging him. She was kissing also kissing back because who would not miss out on that kind of chance? But also to just feel maybe a little wanted.