“Alright, time to scoot. Don't dawdle."

While talking, she began to retract her hand but Isaac held on tighter. He tugged her hand, bringing her closer.

He looked up, planting a kiss on her Lips.

Intentionally, he wiped away the faint oil stains on her mouth.

With a satisfied smile, he released her, stood, and gracefully wiped his mouth with a napkin.