It all seemed to happen too fast. His lips were upon hers before she could realise what was happening. Her heart pounded inside her chest but she could tell it was for a good reason. It felt as if she was dreaming.
As he leaned back again, Danie’s lips almost pouted in disappointment that it was over. Shaking her head slightly in response, she smiled widely, clearly showing her joy at the gesture. “Teddy, there is no need to apologise for that, not ever.” Her hand gently reached to caress his cheek before she repeated the gesture herself, gently kissing his lips.
His face was so close to hers that all he saw was her broad smile. He could feel her breath on his cheek, and wondered whether it signified mirth or relief. He was equally confused about his own emotions: glad was he that his old anxieties had gone away and all was apparently resolved, yet his heart was still thumping, and he felt a nervous chuckle bubbling up in his chest.
“Not ever...” he mumbled. His eyes drifted shut as she kissed him again. That nervous chuckle chose this moment to manifest itself, and he hummed cheerfully against her lips.
He had no idea what to do next. They had spent the first two years of their marriage living, essentially, as brother and sister, and anything else was down a path untrod. And it probably wasn’t a path they were planning to walk all the way down so early in the morning.
“So,” he said, when they parted again, “it’s decided, then?”