smarmy look and raised her middle finger. “Nice! I’m going to call this one ‘Piss Off Number Three’.”
“A total postmodern statement on social degradation and political intolerance,” she joked, trying to sound pretentious.
“Exactly!”
They took turns taking more pictures of each other until both of them were laughing and they fell onto her backs. It took several moments for them to stop giggling and Shane put one hand under his head. Lying head-to-head, Lily did the same and turned toward him. Her dazzling blue eyes seemed transfixed on his, and the way they caught the golden sunlight arching under the green boughs of trees made them sparkle.
“I feel like this is a Disney moment,” he said softly.
“Nah, I don’t think so,” she said, still staring into his eyes.
Shane had never actively looked into another person’s eyes for so long. There was a natural inclination to look away, and yet with Lily lying beside him, her face inches from his own, he found himself unable to blink or look away.
“Don’t fight it,” she said, sensing his discomfort. “Have you ever just stared at someone?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“My best friend and I used to all the time. We’d just sit and stare into each other’s eyes, sometimes for an hour at a time. Just sitting and looking at each other. It can feel weird at first, but don’t fight it. I think it’s one of the most intimate things you can do with someone,” she said.
He merely lifted his lips into a smile and continued to stare. For how long they lied their together on the warm forest floor gazing into each other’s eyes it was impossible to tell. The world seemed to fall away, as if it had followed the same path they’d been on earlier and gotten lost, and simply wandered away. He could feel the sun drifting over his bare skin, brushing up the borrowed T-shirt.
Then, almost against his will, time stopped. Lily leaned in closer to him until her lips were centimeters from his own, and both of them still holding each other’s eyes like a tug-of-war. He felt her lips brush gently over his, almost a ghost of a sensation.
He leaned into it and felt her lips press up against his and open slightly. For the first time her eyes closed and he moved against her, and tasted her inside his own mouth. They held the kiss for a long time, until it was almost comical, and he finally pulled away.
For several seconds she kept her eyes closed, and when she opened them again a slow smile slid up her cheeks.
“Oh, hi,” she said.
“Oh, hi,” he repeated.
6.
When they finally got down to the cabin it was the early afternoon and they’d been quiet the whole hike back. Partly it was because they were both exhausted when they finally arrived, but Shane knew it was also because both of them were wondering, in their own ways, what the kiss had meant.
For Shane, it consumed him. He had never had an encounter like Lily before in his whole life. His old girlfriends, if you could call them that, had never shared the same kind of connection he had just had with Lily. It was still too surreal for him – staring into each other’s eyes? It was such an odd and outlandish thing to do, but now he couldn’t understand why he’d never done it with anyone before.
It had shaken him, in a peculiar way. Being alone so often, and having so few interpersonal relationships beyond work, he had never really had an objective way of analyzing himself in regards
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